Well now Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts They were true as a blue blue sky He was a long-legged guitar picker with a wicked wanderin' eye But he was her man nearly all of the time Well Johnny he
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line I find it very, very easy to be true I
We´ve come to the time in the season When family and friends gather near To offer a prayer of Thanksgiving For blessings we´ve known through the year To join hands and thank the creator And now whe
Come they told me our newborn King to see Our finest gifts we bring to lay before the King This is to honor him when we come Baby Jesus I am a poor boy too I have no gift to bring that's fit to give a
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