Little Boy'S Prayer - Lyrics - Porter Wagoner

Title: Little Boy'S Prayer
Artist: Porter Wagoner
Composer(s): Jim Owen

Lyric:
Darling, I don't know whether you can hear me or not
Because of this lump in my throat, I can't talk very loud
But I've got to tell you 'bout our little son's prayer tonight
If you could've heard it honey, you'd have been so proud

I'd already left a note on the table for mom and dad
As if they didn't know what was wrong
Now, I asked them to take a care of him
Now, that you and I we're both gone

After I finished the note, I figured that he was asleep
So, I've slipped in to see him just once more
But he was just startin' to pray
And his words froze me at the door

And he said, "Dear God, it's late I hope I didn't get you up
But there's somethin' we gotta talk about
You see God, my mommy was buried today
And my daddy needs straighten out

Ever since mommy got sick, he's been nervous
And hollered at me a lot
But that part I can't understand
'Cause even a little boy like me knows that
Worry sometimes overload a man

But God, he loved mommy so much
And he used to tell her nothing
Would ever come between 'em
Now, I know that's what's botherin' him

Now 'cause somethin' has and I'm afraid
He's thinkin' about joinin' her somehow
God, I'm glad that he loved mommy
I want him to be with her again one of these days

But I want to talk to him and tell him
That first he's got me to raise
Tell him, every now and then
A little boy needs a helping hand

And I guess, you probably still need
Your daddy even after you're a full grown man
And God, if I'd lost him and mommy both
It'd be more than I could stand

I know my grandma and grandpa
Would take care of me
'Cause they both love me a whole lot
But God, they're older and they don't always understand
The problems a little boy like me has got

Well God, I won't bother anymore tonight
But tomorrow night, I'll be sure and talk to you again
You take care of my daddy, now you hear thank you, Amen

I've just stood there thinkin'
About his prayer and all that he said in it
Finally I opened the door and asked him
If I could talk to him for a minute

We sat down on the edge of his bed
And both took turns laughin' and cryin' for a while
And he could tell it'd been a change in me
Because for the first time in the long time I saw him smile

So darling, you go on ahead but you walk slow
And someday when you'll turn around I'll be there
But it'll be a while 'cause I'm gonna spend
The next few dozen years
Being an answer to our little boys prayer

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Teddy Bear - Lyrics - Ferlin Husky

Title: Teddy Bear
Artist: Ferlin Husky
Composer(s): Red Sovine, Tommy Hill, Bill Denny, Dale Royal

Lyric:
I was on the outskirts of a little southern town
Trying to reach my destination before the sun went down
The old CB was blarin' away on Channel 1-9
When there came a little boy's voice on the radio line

And he said, "Breaker 1-9, is anyone there?
Come on back truckers and talk to Teddy Bear"
I keyed the mike and I said, "You got it, Teddy Bear"
And the little boy's voice came back on the air

"Appreciate the breaker who we got on that end"
I told him my handle and then he began
"Though I'm not supposed to bother you fellows out there
Mom says you're busy and for me to stay off the air"

But you see, I get lonely and it helps to talk
'Cause that's about all I can do, I'm crippled and I can't walk
I came back and told him to fire up that mike
And I'd talk to him as long as he'd liked

"This was my dad's radio", the little boy said
But I guess it's mine and mom's now 'cause my daddy's dead
Dad had a wreck about a month ago
He was tryin' to get home in a blinding snow

Mom has to work now to make ends meet
And I'm not much help with my two crippled feet
She says not to worry that we'll make it alright
But I hear her cryin' sometimes late at night

You know there's one thing I want more than anything else to see
Oh, I know you guys are too busy to bother with me
But you see, my dad used to take me for rides when he was home
But I guess that's all over now since my daddy's gone

Not one breaker came on the old CB
As that little crippled boy talked with me
I tried hard to swallow a lump just wouldn't stay down
As I thought about my boy back in Greenville town

Dad was gonna take mom and me with him later on this year
Why I remember him sayin' someday
This old truck will be yours, Teddy Bear
But I know now I'll never get a ride on 18-wheeler again
But this old base'll keep me in touch with all my trucker friends

Teddy Bear's gonna back on out now and leave you alone
'Cause it's about time for mom to come home
But you give me shout when you're passin' through
And I'll surely be happy to come back to you

Well, I came back and I said before you go 10-10
What's your home 20, little CB friend
He gave me his address and I didn't once hesitate
'Cause this hot load of freight would just have to wait

I turned that truck around on a dime
And headed straight for Jackson Street 229
And as I rounded the corner, oh, I got one the heck of a shock
18-wheeler were lined up for three city blocks

I guess every driver for miles around had caught Teddy Bear's call
And that little crippled boy was havin' a ball
For as fast as one driver would carry him in
Another would carry him to his truck and take off again

Well, you better believe I took my turn rifin' Teddy Bear
And then carried him back in and put him down in his chair
And buddy, if I never live to see happiness again
I want you to know I saw it that day in the face of that little man

We took up a collection for him before his mama got home
And each driver said goodbye and then they were all gone
He shook my hand with a mile long grin
And said, "So long trucker, I'll catch you again"
Ah, I hit that interstate with tears in my eyes

I turned on the radio and I got another surprise
Breaker 1-9 came the voice on the air
Just one word of thanks from mama, Teddy Bear
We wish each and everyone a special prayer for you
'Cause you just made my little boy's dream come true
I'll sign off now before I start to cry
May God ride with you 10-4 and goodbye

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Hellalujah - Lyrics - The Great Milenko - Insane Clown Posse

Title: Hellalujah
Album: The Great Milenko
Artist: Insane Clown Posse
Composer(s): Mike E Clark, Joseph Utsler, Joseph Bruce

Lyric:
"Give God the first portion of your income, say that with me"
"Give God the first portion of your income"
"Give it first, not after the deducts
Not after the social security"

And the hospitalization, and the malnutrition
Not after all these things on ya check, ya say
'I'ma give God a little what's left
You do and that's what you gonna get from God"

Who am I? I'm not the Devil
I can take you to my level
Above the rocks, above the earth
Tell me what your soul is worth

How much money do you make?
How much will you let me take?
I will give you tranquility
Just send your wealth and checks to me

Life is going to expire
And your soul will burn in fire
You will perish in the thunder
Unless you call my hotline number

God has asked you to make me rich
Me and my fat-rat gaudy bitch
On your TVs late at night
Send those checks, and I'll guide you to the light

"Don't put away your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters
There's somebody here I'd like all of you to meet
This is little Jonathan, Jonathan
Say hello to the lovely people"

"Hello", "Jonathan has problems, twisted neck
Tangled legs, crooked spine but we can heal this boy
For just, six thousand dollars
We can heal this boy"

God called me and then stopped by
And He told me you're gonna die
Unless you buy My holy water
Check, cash or a money order

This is true, don't question me
I'll even send you shit for free
It's only ten bucks for the call
And I'll send a prayer, no charge at all

Put your lips up to the screen
Close your eyelids, and intervene
Your lips to mine, now send the cash
And while you're there, you can kiss my ass

Take your paycheck, and send me half
And I'll send you God's autograph
I'll get you Allah's, and Buddah's too
Even Zeus, I dont give a fuck who
Just send me that money

"Would you like to be healed, little Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, brothers and sisters, this
Excuse me I told him never to page me on a Sermon Day
Yes? Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, that was the Lord
Today only, He will heal this boy, for just five thousand dollars"

Pass the collection plate
(Show me how you give)
Pass the collection plate
(Give, give, give)

Pass the collection plate
(Show me how you give)
Pass the collection plate
(Show me how you give)
(I'll tell you how to live)

Your total's twenty-two eleven
For your set of keys to Heaven
Make the checks out in my name
Me or God it's all the same

Bring your crippled ass to me
Pay my usher the holy fee
I'll bless your legs, and bless your chair
Then wheel your bitch-ass outta here

Now a special ceremony
This part don't cost any money
Drip a drop of blessed water
Now I fertilize your daughter

Even though I fucked a hooker
Took your baby girl and shook her
You still buy everything I sell
And I'm livin' well, see you in Hell

"Four-thousand eight-hundred, nine-hundred
Five thousand, Hallelujah! You did it, brothers and sisters
Are you ready, Jonathan?", "Yes Reverend"
"Lord almighty, we've met Your price"

Give me the healing power, I can feel it Lord
Rumilumilamanamanumi! This boy is healed
Now, to the naked eye, it would appear
That this boy has not been healed

But I can assure you
This boy's spirit has been healed, inside this tangled
Mangled frame is a healed little boy, his spirit is healed Hallelujah!"

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Wouldn'T You Do This For Me? - Lyrics - The Other Side - Billy Ray Cyrus

Title: Wouldn'T You Do This For Me?
Album: The Other Side
Artist: Billy Ray Cyrus
Composer(s): Kelly Shiver, Rusty Tabor

Lyric:
He's halfin' his sandwich, his chips and Baby Ruth
Puttin' them back in a sack his mama packed
With a sticker that says ?Jesus Loves You?

He's jumpin' off the bus, runnin' in the house
Talkin' to mom about his day, hidin' that paper sack in a baseball glove
Ridin' his bike straight to the freeway

Where there's an old man with a shoppin' cart
With a dirty face and a purple heart
Who's sayin', "Son you'll never know how much this means"

Boy says, "Wouldn't you do this for me
If I were reachin' out to you?
Wouldn't you give me food to eat if I were hungry to?
Wouldn't you do this for me?"

Tonight, that little boy's dad is flyin' down the freeway
It's pourin' rain as he leaves the road
He's rolling down that concrete bank

Through the flames and the broken glass
An old man takes his hand, finds a cell phone on the backseat
He's sayin' "Get here fast as you can"

Now the bum that lives beneath the bridge
Pulls him safely from that flooding ditch
Man asked "Why'd you risk your life to save mine?"

He said, "Wouldn't you do this for me
If I were reachin' out to you?
Wouldn't you try to save my life, if I needed you to?
Wouldn't you do this for me?"

Now he's layin' in that hospital bed prayin' a silent prayer
And he can't help but ask Him, "Lord, did you put that beggar there?"
As a nurse pulls back the curtains

All he can see is a billboard sign
A sixty foot Jesus hangin' on the cross
At the bottom, just one line

'Wouldn't you do this for me?
Wouldn't you do this for me?
Wouldn't you?'

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