Vrijdag 20 juli 2007




































| BLUEBERRY HILL. ELVIS PRESLEY. I found my thrill on bleuberry hill. On blueberry hill when I found you. The moon stood still on blueberry hill. And lingered until my dreams came true. The wind in the willow played Love' s sweet melody But all of those vows we made Were never to be Tho'we 're apart,you're part of me still For you were my thill on blueberry hill. I found my thrill on blueberry hill On blueberry hill when I found you. The moon stood still on blueberry hill. And lingered until my dreams came true The wind in the willow played Love's sweet melody. ELVIS PRESLEY. |




| BLOWING ' IN THE WIND. elvis presley. How many roads must a man walk down, Before you call him a man? Yes and how many seas must a white dove sail. Before she sleeps in the sand. Yes and how many times must cannonballs fly. Before they' re forever banned? The answer,my friend,is blowin 'in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind. How many times must a man lool up, Before he can see the sky? How many ears must one man have, Before he can hear people cry? How many deaths will it take till he knows. That too many people have died? The answer,my friend,is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin ' in the wind. How many years can a mountain exist, Before it's washed to the seas . How many years can ome people exist. Before they're allowed to be free? How many times can a man turn his head, Pretend that he just doesn't see? The answer,my friend,is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind. ELVIS PRESLEY. |


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| BLESSED JESUS HOLD MY HAND ELVIS PRESLEY. .....Mm,stepping though the sinking sand. To the cross of Calvary. Mm..,let it be my prayer,dear Lord,each day. To help me do the best I can. For there is no friend on whom I can depend Blessed Jesus,hold me hand. Blessed Jesus,hold my hand.. Oh,yes,Ineed Thee every hour. Trough the thid pelgrims land. Protect me by thy saving power. Please,hear my feeble plea Oh, hoh Lord,please ,tell me. I kneel in prayer,I try to meet you there. Blessed Jesus,hold my hand,hold my hand. ...mm,stepping through the sinking sand. To the cross of Calvary. Mm,let it my prayer,dear Lord ,each day. To help me do the best I can. For there is no friend on whom I can depend. Blessed Jesus,hold my hand Blessed jesus,hold my hand... Oh,yes,I need Thee every hour Though the this pilgrims land Protect me by thy saving power Please,her my feeble plea Oh,hoh,Lord,please,tell me I kneel in prayer,I try to meet you there. Blessed Jesus,hold my hand,hold my hand. ELVIS PRESLEY. |