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Loretta Lynn


Background information
Birth name Loretta Webb
Born April 14, 1932
Origin Butcher Hollow, Kentucky, USA
Genre(s) Gospel
Honky tonk
Country
Years active 1960—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Interscope Records
Associated acts Dolly Parton
Ernest Tubb
Conway Twitty
Tammy Wynette
Jack White
Crystal Gayle
Peggy Sue
The Lynns
Website Website



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Loretta Lynn Album



1972
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Six Feet of Sod
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Working for the Lord
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Living in God's Country
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Loretta Lynn & Conway Twitty

God bless America again
You see all the troubles that she's in
Wash her pretty face, dry her eyes
And then God bless America again.

God, I sure to wish you'd bless America again
You know like you did way back when it all began
You blessed her then, but we just sorta kinda take it for granted
And never did ask again.

So God just hold her hand that's all
And if she should stumble please don't let her fall.

God bless America again
You see all the troubles that she's in
Wash her pretty face, dry her eyes
And then God bless America again.

You know I don't understand to everythin' I'm readin' here
About what's wrong with America
And if you don't have a lotta good learnin'
I guess there's a lotta things you don't understand
But let me say this God she's like a mother to me
And though all I am or ever hope to be I owe to you and to her
Wash her pretty face, dry her eyes
And then God bless America again...

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I am weak but Thou art strong
Jesus keep me from all wrong
I'll be satisfied as long as I walk
Let me walk close to Thee.

Just a closer walk with Thee
Grant it Jesus is my plea
Daily walking close to Thee
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.

When my feeble life is o'er
Time for me shall be no more
Guide me gently, safely o'er
To Thy kingdom shores, to Thy shores.

Just a closer walk with Thee
Grant it Jesus is my plea
Daily walking close to Thee
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be...

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Six Feet of Sod

[No lyrics]

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My heavenly home is bright and fair
I feel like traveling on
No pain nor death can enter there
I feel like traveling on.

Yes, I feel like traveling on
I feel like traveling on
My heavenly home is bright and fair
I feel like traveling on.

--- Instrumental ---

Its glittering towers the sun outshines
I feel like traveling on
That heavenly mansion shall be mine
I feel like traveling on.

Yes, I feel like traveling on
I feel like traveling on
My heavenly home is bright and fair
I feel like traveling on.

--- Instrumental ---

The Lord has been so good to me
I feel like traveling on
Until that blessed home I see
I feel like traveling on.

Yes, I feel like traveling on
I feel like traveling on
My heavenly home is bright and fair
I feel like traveling on...

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Toll no bell for me Father
But let this cup of suffering pass from me
Send me no shepherd to heal my world
But the Angel - the dream foretold
Prayed more than thrice for you to see
The wolf of loneliness in me
Not my own will but Yours be done.

You wake up where's the tomb?
Will Easter come, enter my room?
The Lord weeps with me
But my tears fall for you.

Another Beauty
Loved by a Beast
Another tale of infinite dreams
Your eyes they were my paradise
Your smile made my sun rise.

Forgive me for I don't know what I gain
Alone in this garden of pain
Enchantment has but one truth:
I weep to have what I fear to lose.

You wake up where's the tomb?
Will Easter come, enter my room?
The Lord weeps with me
But my tears fall for you.

I knew you never before
I see you never more
But the love the pain the hope O beautiful one
Have made you mine 'till all my years are done.

Without you
The poetry within me is dead...

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(Will L. Thompson)

Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling
Calling for you and for me
See on the portal he's waiting and watching
Watching for you and for me.

Come home, come home
Ye who are weary come home
Earnestly, tenderly Jesus is calling
Calling, oh sinner, come home.

--- Instrumental ---

Why should we tarry when Jesus is pleading
Pleading for you and for me
Why should we linger and heed not his mercies
Mercies for you and for me.

Come home, come home
Ye who are weary come home
Earnestly, tenderly Jesus is calling
Calling, oh sinner, come home...

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Working for the Lord

[No lyrics]

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He put flowers on the hills, your cup he gladly fills
How can you turn around and say God is dead
But when your stories have all been told
There's one thing I'd like to know
If God is dead who's this living for my soul?

He gives us shelter from life's stormy weather
Gives us love to keep us together
When life gets like a ship on a raging sea
And when the stage of life grows cold
Somebody helps us to play our role
If God is dead who's this living for my soul?

If my soul had windows I'd leave them open
So the world could see the ugly scars
Upon those hands that cleft for you and me
There's the bridge you can cross if you will
The toll was paid on Golgota's hill
If God is dead who's this living for my soul?

If God is dead who's this living for my soul?

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(Loretta Lynn - Teddy Wilburn)

Many times my mind is wrapped up in trouble
And my heart gets so heavy too
Sometimes when I sink so long I touch bottom
I kneel down to reach out and he pulls me through.

I pray my way out of trouble
And I ask my dear Lord to help me each day
I pray my way out of trouble
And the dear nail scared hand wipes my teardrops away.

The smallest prayer from the world's bigger sinner
Brings a smile to his saddened face
So I just go to him any time I am in trouble
Wash my heart in the waters of my Saviour's grace.

I pray my way out of trouble
And I ask my dear Lord to help me each day
I pray my way out of trouble
And the dear nail scared hand wipes my teardrops away.

The smallest prayer from the world's bigger sinner
Brings a smile to his saddened face
So I just go to him any time I am in trouble
Wash my heart in the waters of my Saviour's grace...

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I once was lost in sin but Jesus took me in
And then a little light from heaven filled my soul
He bathed my heart in love and wrote my name above
And just a little talk with my Jesus made me whole.

(Now let us) have a little talk with Jesus
(Let us) tell him all about our troubles
(He will) hear our faintest cry
(And we will) answer by and by.
(Now when you) feel a little pray'r wheel turning
(Then you'll) know a little fire is burning
(You will) find a little talk with Jesus makes it right.

--- Instrumental ---

(Now let us) have a little talk with Jesus
(Let us) tell him all about our troubles
(He will) hear our faintest cry
(And we will) answer by and by.
(Now when you) feel a little pray'r wheel turning
(Then you'll) know a little fire is burning
(You will) find a little talk with Jesus makes it right.

--- Instrumental ---

I may have doubts and fears my eyes be filled with tears
But Jesus is a friend who watches day and night
I go to him in prayer he knows my every care
And just a little talk with my Jesus gonna makes it right.

(Now let us) have a little talk with Jesus
(Let us) tell him all about our troubles
(He will) hear our faintest cry
(And we will) answer by and by.
(Now when you) feel a little pray'r wheel turning
(Then you'll) know a little fire is burning
(You will) find a little talk with Jesus makes it right.
(Makes it right.)...

. . .

Living in God's Country

[No lyrics]

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