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Foolish Heart Of Mine

by Dan Sullivan

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I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes on Judgment Day I tried to live my life a better way I wasn’t always right but I tried with all my might I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes on Judgment Day I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes on Judgment Day And I don’t care what all your fanboys say You can turn a Sunday Blue with the language that you use No, I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes on Judgment Day I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes on Judgment Day You might be the President of the USA But when you lie and cheat and steal that’s an underhanded deal No, I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes on Judgment Day
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I should have known right from the start Not to trust my Foolish Heart It’s let me down so many times before Tonight I’ll go to bed at ten And cry myself to sleep again I’ll blame it on this Foolish Heart Of Mine After all this time You’d think I’d see You can’t wear a Foolish Heart on your sleeve
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Calvary Road 02:39
Calvary Road As you go through this world And the troubles pile up Remember that Jesus Once drank from this cup He gave everything That one man could give He died on the Cross So sinners might live Calvary Road Calvary Road Our sins were forgiven On Calvary Road We’re traveling through A world full of lies It seems like the truth Is always disguised Where once condemned Through Satan’s deceit By the Truth of the Cross We’ve now been redeemed Calvary Road Calvary Road Our sins were forgiven On Calvary Road When you’re weary and worn From too heavy a load Remember that Jesus Once walked the same road He carried a promise More precious than gold He gave us salvation On Calvary Road
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Little Eyes 03:20
Her little eyes are sleeping It’s the middle of the night But little eyes know even when they’re closed They don’t need a night light To know when something’s missing To know when you’re not listening So listen to them little eyes tonight Everything is magnified It all looks big to little eyes Little eyes need lots of love ‘Cause little eyes see so much Around them that’s confusing And you’re one of the few things Those little eyes can count on tonight Little eyes grow big too soon Picking fights with the man-in-the-moon From faltering first steps in high-top shoes Those little eyes keep looking back at you break Her little eyes are sleeping It’s the middle of the night But little eyes know even when they’re closed They don’t need a night light To know when something’s missing To know when you’re not listening So listen to them little eyes tonight
5.
Trump 02:22
The sun is shining and the sky is blue People are smiling on the Avenue Who says the country’s down in the dumps I ain’t voting for Donald Trump There’s an Eagle streaking across the sky The Red, White and Blue is flying high He’ll build a wall you can’t jump But I ain’t voting for Donald Trump Too much crazy and not enough sense Get off that wall get off the fence I know you’re angry and I’m upset But I ain’t lost my mind yet He’s a hurricane of taunts and hate And that ain’t what made America great He’s a walking timebomb on the stump And I ain’t voting for Donald Trump The sun is shining and the sky is blue People are smiling on the Avenue Looking as happy as Forrest Gump But I ain’t voting for Donald Trump
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There’s fear and there’s dread On the road up ahead And Mirages over the sea While children at home Sleep safely in bed We’re marching on Tripoli   And it’s hi hi ho And it’s hi hi he We’re marching on Tripoli And we’ll fill up the graves With rebels and slaves We’re marching on Tripoli   It’s a good day for war So we’re marching once more We’re marching on Tripoli We’re on the attack Just like in Iraq And bringing democracy   And it’s hi hi ho And it’s hi hi he We’re marching on Tripoli And we’ll fill up the graves With rebels and slaves We’re marching on Tripoli   From the south of Khartoum To the ancient sand dunes Along the North African shore There’s rockets and blood And death in the mud From genocide, murder and war   And it’s hi hi ho And it’s hi hi he We’re marching on Tripoli And we’ll fill up the graves With rebels and slaves We’re marching on Tripoli   There’s a dozen or more Armed conflicts and wars They’re going on endlessly What’s one more or less On the Dark Continent We’re marching on Tripoli   And it’s hi hi ho And it’s hi hi he We’re marching on Tripoli And we’ll fill up the graves With rebels and slaves We’re marching on Tripoli   In a few days or more We’ll wrap up this war That’s what they’ll tell us again We’ll throw a parade And the band will play And someone will ask, “Did we win?”
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A stroll in the park A kiss in the dark What have we got to lose? A car going past Two hearts beating fast What have we got to lose? The greatest of all the world’s Empires fall Nothing lasts forever If a moment in time is all that we find Why don’t we spend it together A pink Beaujolais A sidewalk cafe What have we got to lose? A soft summer breeze Rustling leaves What have we got to lose? After all we’ve been through what’s left to lose? What more can tomorrow bring? There’s a full moon tonight shining so bright The world’s hanging by a string A stroll in the park A kiss in the dark What have we got to lose? A car going past Two hearts beating fast What have we got to lose?
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© Dan Sullivan 2016 They cornered James Meredith In a dorm in Oxford Town As Federal Marshals held back The mob that gathered ‘round And we’re back in Oxford Town And it’s nineteen sixty-two Mississippi’s burning Can’t you feel the heat on you Gunshots filled the air There were broken bones and heads When it was all over There were two men who lay dead And we’re still in Dallas, Texas And the street is still bloodstained And the sorrow never ends And the pain won’t go away All along the Slave Coast They’re shackled and they’re stripped They’re moving them in irons And they’re loading them on ships And we’re back in Old Virginny Where if you could see ahead You could watch Philando Castile And the cop who shot him dead Can you hear the decks a’creaking As they’re coming off the ships And they’re headed to the auction block Tobacco fields and whips And we’re back in Old Virginny Where if you could see ahead You could watch Philando Castile And the cop who shot him dead Now they tell me black lives matter And so do white and blue Where reason doesn’t matter Slogans will have to do And we’re still in Dallas, Texas And the street is still bloodstained And the sorrow never ends And the pain won’t go away And the legacy of slavery Like all the father’s sins Is passed on to their children In the color of their skin And we’re back in Oxford Town And it’s nineteen sixty-two Mississippi’s burning Can’t you feel the heat on you
9.
Born a Man of Sorrows Well acquainted with grief This Holy Son of God This man of the street Walking through this world Of hatred and deceit He spoke of love and brotherhood Blessed the poor and meek They buried him in the dust of death He was killed for mankind’s sins They hoped he’d be forgotten But the world remembers Him From town to town he travelled On worn and weary feet Taking shelter where he found it From people he would meet This man was known to heal the sick He could make a blind man see He promised Life Eternal To people who believed They buried him in the dust of death He was killed for mankind’s sins They hoped he’d be forgotten But the world remembers Him Condemned by those he came to save Mocked and worse than this Abandoned by his friends And betrayed with a kiss Whipped and cursed he wore A crown of thorns upon his head Then he broke down the gates of Hell And came back from the dead They buried him in the dust of death He was killed for mankind’s sins They hoped he’d be forgotten But the world remembers Him He died 2,000 years ago But he’s still alive today You might see him in a shelter Where the homeless people stay You might find him in the places Where the wretched congregate Or outside a Refugee camp Where the broken-hearted wait They buried him in the dust of death He was killed for mankind’s sins They hoped he’d be forgotten But the world remembers Him
10.
Where were you when the cornerstone was set? Where were you when the clouds of the sky were made? Where were you when the stars were hung like lanterns? Where were you when the foundations were laid? You better humble yourself Yes indeed, you better humble yourself You better set aside your pride and humble yourself Where were you when he set the day and hour? How do you know what’s hidden from the Son On whose authority do you teach the rapture? Who are you to know the things to come? You better humble yourself Yes indeed, you better humble yourself You better set aside your pride and humble yourself (instrumental) You better humble yourself Yes indeed, you better humble yourself You better set aside your pride and humble yourself Where were you when the cornerstone was set? Where were you when the clouds of the sky were made? Where were you when the stars were hung like lanterns? Where were you when the foundations were laid? You better humble yourself Yes indeed, you better humble yourself You better set aside your pride and humble yourself
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I saw the tear rolling down your cheek Before you brushed it away When I asked you what was wrong You wouldn’t say Now’s not the time to talk But when you’re finally ready to Let me help you heal the hurt inside of you Let me help you heal the hurt inside of you Just look my way and call my name And I’ll be there for you When the time is right And you need someone To tell your troubles to Let me help you heal the hurt inside of you
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Refugee 03:22
REFUGEE © Dan Sullivan 2013 I am just a Refugee I have no place to rest I’m hungry and I’m tired now I have but one request Won’t someone spare a Refugee Some water and some bread And perhaps a place upon the floor To lay my weary head The fever took my mother I have no family I’m lost and forsaken There’s no one left for me No vagabond am I I did not choose this fate To stand outside the city walls Begging at the gate I am just a Refugee I have no place to rest I’m hungry and I’m tired now I have but one request Won’t someone spare a Refugee Some water and some bread And perhaps a place upon the floor To lay my weary head

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released April 8, 2016

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Some people like gardening, working on cars or woodworking. Others enjoy knitting, collecting stamps or coins. That kind of thing. I like writing songs.

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