Poems/Lyrics

Don’t threaten me And tell me, that you’ll leave Or cast me aside and I’d be on my own Because that place to me, my darling Is somewhere I’ve lived For a long time, all alone For most of my life Being by myself, on my own As a child and fully grown So, if …

A little poem about church. Wakey wakey, It's Sunday morn, Church bells ring, Service a calling. Rushing now, I'm gonna late, Bells still ring, Passing the gates. Enter church, Dothing my hat, Sit thee down, A happy lass. Sermon starting, Priest speaks aloud, Words of God, Congregation listen, nod. Singing aloud, Godly, pleasant songs, All …