**In Fleeting Ways** SONGS
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In Fleeting Ways Love reveals itself in fleeting ways clouds cover sunshine on cold and rainy days hidden always at the heart of the maze why do we hide it all within? why do we hide it all within It's the consequence of sin and savage blindness Before we leave this place let's try to spread some grace and say "I Love You" not be afraid to Love reveals itself in fleeting ways, clouds cover sunshine on cold and rainy days hidden always in a blind selfish daze why do we hide it all within? why do we hide it all within before we leave this place let's try to spread some grace and say "I Love You" we're so afraid to --Susy Folk song for acoustic guitar
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Another Song (JAZZ) I think I'll write another song the way I feel it shouldn't take long I know the only time is now but my thoughts drift back somehow All I need is a melody, and then a good one comes to me dee dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee dee woo woo dee dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee dee woo woo I think I'll write another song woo woo the way I feel it shouldn't take long, all I need is a melody and then a good one comes to me dee dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee dee dee woo woo dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee woo woo dee dee dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee dee dee, etc.
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Seventeen! (for Kiley) Our beautiful girl has turned sweet seventeen, from a tempestuous stormy wonderful small girl to a genuine rare pearl of a teen girl, who spins the world in a merry twirl her life a fun-filled swirl of achieving and believing, of receiving the best because she always gives her very best to this fantastic majestic world-- the universe has given us its finest of golden glorious youth, the essence of life and truth, Seventeen! --Susy
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War Battle Hymn Kill ! Kill ! Kill! it gives you such a thrill at first you may not have the will, but in you soon we will instill the urge to kill kill kill With knife grenade and gun your training's just begun it's such a lot of fun! pick up that gun and run Stick your knives in the enemies' guts bash in their heads with your rifle butts Let's go and find a war that's what a man is for! you're in the marine corps war's a national institution garanteed by the Constitution that every young man should have the right to don a uniform and fight Now raise the battle cry! do what we say, or (and) die! yours not to reason why! son, you'll grow a little bigger the very first time you squeeze that trigger aim straight and sure, you know you can because we've trained you to be a man. --Susy
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Fire Station Blues I got the fire station blues, I cried enough to put out fifty fires I got the fire station blues I cried enough to put out fifty fires won't somebody help me, help me put out these desires I might take a train I might take a plane, I might go to India, I might go to Spain but I don't know If I can outrun this pain because a shelter from the storm it's so hard to obtain Cause whenever I see my men they're out runnin' around with somebody else, Yeah my sweet lovin' men out runnin' round with someone else, oh but what makes me think I'd be better, better for them myself I got the fire station blues I cried enough to put out fifty fires got the fire station blues mama cried enough to put out forty fires wont somebody help me help me put out these desires I might take a train I might take a plane I might go to India I might go to Spain but I dont know if I can outrun all this pain and a shelter from the storm is so hard to obtain I got the fire station blues, etc. --Susy