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A Song For A Sunday.

Where Her Heart Has Always Been.

Lyrics & Vocals: This song was written and was sung by Alan Jackson for his mothers funeral.
It begins with an old recording of his mother reading from St Luke’s Gospel Chapter 2: Verse 9.

Alan Jackson

The Scene: Shepherds were watching their flocks by night, near Bethlehem, when this divine encounter occurred.

Where Her Heart Has Always Been.

Where Her Heart Has Always Been.

“And lo, the angle of the Lord came upon them,
And the glory of the Lord shone round about them.”

The morning light was soft and low,
The clouds had left an early snow,
A peaceful sound was calling low,
It’s time to go.
Then God reached out his tender hand,
And gently pulled her home with him,
And brushed away the sorrow from,
Her soul within.

And I could hear the roses sing,
A bluebird softly claps its wings,
The sun seemed brighter than it’s ever been.
And now she’s dancing in the wind,
With her true love again,
Where her heart has always been.
Where her heart has always been.

And I could hear the roses sing,
A bluebird softly claps its wings,
The sun seemed brighter than it’s ever been.
And now she’s dancing in the wind,
With her true love again,
Where her heart has always been.
Where her heart has always been.
Where her heart has always been.
The morning light was soft and low,
The clouds had left an early snow.

END

Till The Rivers All Run Dry.

Till The Rivers All Run Dry.

Lyrics: American songwriters Wayland D. Holyfield (1942–2024) and the late Don Williams (1939–2017).
Vocals: American country music singer, guitarist pianist, songwriter, actor and 2010 inductee into the Country Music Hall of Fame, the late Don Williams, known as the “Gentle Giant”.

The Late Don Williams (1939–2017)

Till The Rivers All Run Dry.

Till The Rivers All Run Dry.

‘Til the rivers all run dry,
‘Til the sun falls from the sky,
‘Til life on earth is through,
I’ll be needing you.
I know sometimes you may wonder,
From little things I say and do,
But there’s no need for you to wonder,
If I need you ’cause I’ll need you,
‘Til the rivers all run dry,
‘Til the sun falls from the sky,
‘Til life on earth is through,
I’ll be needing you.
Too many times I don’t tell you,
Too many things get in the way,
And even though sometimes I hurt you,
Still you show me in every way,
‘Til the rivers all run dry,
‘Til the sun falls from the sky,
‘Til life on earth is through,
I’ll be needing you.

END

When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold Again.

When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold Again.

Lyrics: Popular 1940s country television performer, dancer, singer and fiddler, the late Wiley Walker (1911-1966) and songwriter, the late Gene Sullivan (1914–1984).
Vocals: American country music singer, songwriter, guitarist and fiddler, the late Merle Haggard (1937–2016).

The Late Merle Haggard.

When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold Again.

When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold Again.

When my blue moon turns to gold again,
And the rainbow turns the clouds away,
But someday they’ll live again, sweetheart,
And my blue moon again will turn to gold.

Memories that linger in my heart,
Memories that make my heart grow cold,
Then someday they’ll live again, sweetheart,
And my blue moon again will turn to gold.

When my blue moon turns to gold again,
And the rainbow turns the clouds away,
When my blue moon turns to gold again,
You’ll be back within my arms to stay.
You’ll be back within my arms to stay.

END

A Song for a Sunday.

I’ll Fly Away.

Lyrics: American music composer and publisher, prolific in the genre of southern gospel, Albert E. Brumley.
Vocals: American singer/songwriter Alan Eugene Jackson.



I’ll Fly Away.

Alan Eugene Jackson.

Some glad morning when this life is over,
I’ll fly away,
To a home on God’s celestial shore,
I’ll fly away.
I’ll fly away, oh, Glory,
I’ll fly away,
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
I’ll fly away.

Interlude

Just a few more weary days and then,
I’ll fly away,
To a land where joy shall never end,
I’ll fly away.
I’ll fly away, oh, Glory,
I’ll fly away,
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
I’ll fly away.
Yeah, when I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
I’ll fly away.

END

A Song For A Sunday.

“Peace Poem” Song “Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream”.

Lyrics & Poem: American and Canadian singer of contemporary and English folk music, songwriter, and character actor the late Ed McCurdy, (1919–2000).
Vocals: American country and folk singer, songwriter, and actor the late John Denver, (1943–1997), born Henry John Deutschendorf Jr.

Peace Poem.
By Ed McCurdy.

John Denver.

There’s a name for war and killing,
And there’s a name for giving in when you know another answer,
For me the name is sin.
But there’s still time to turn around and make all hatred cease,
And give another name to living, we could call it “Peace”,
And peace would be the road we walk, each step along the way,
And peace would be the way we work and peace the way we play.
And in all we see that’s different and in all the things we know,
Peace would be the way we look, peace the way we grow.
There’s a name for separation.
There’s a name for first and last,
When it’s all for us or nothing,
For me the name is past.
But there’s still time to turn around and make all hatred cease,
And give a name to all the future, we could call it“Peace”,
And if peace is what we pray for,
And if peace is what we give,
Then peace will be the way we are,
And peace the way we live.
For there still is the time to turn around,
And make all hatred cease,
And give another name to living,
We can call it “Peace”,“Peace”,“Peace”.

END

Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream.

Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream.

Last night I had the strangest dream,
I never dreamed before.
I dreamed the world had all agreed,
To put an end to war.

I dreamed I saw a mighty room,
And the room was filled with men,
And the paper they were signing said,
They’d never fight again.

And when the papers was all signed,
And a million copies made,
They all joined hands and bowed their heads,
And grateful prayers were prayed.

And the people in the streets below,
Were dancing round and round,
And guns and swords and uniforms,
Were scattered on the ground.

Last night I had the strangest dream,
I never dreamed before,
I dreamed the world had all agreed,
To put an end to war.

Last night I had the strangest dream,
I never dreamed before,
I dreamed the world had all agreed,
To put an end to war.
I dreamed the world had all agreed,
To put an end to war.

END.