Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
G D7 G
I'll have a heart that will never break again
C G
I remember standing at my daddy’s bedside
D7
And the tears filled up the wrinkles on his face
G C G
As I held his withered hand he smiled and whispered
D7 G
Son I’m going to live in a better place
C
And I’ll have eyes that will never fill with teardrops
G D7
I’ll have legs that will never ache with pain
G C
I’ll have hands that will never age and wither
G D7 G
And a heart that will never break again
C G
I have often heard and read about that city
D7
Where with Jesus we shall live for ever more
G C G
There are mansions in construction for my dwelling
D7 G
And the streets of gold will run by my front door
C G
All the eyes of the blind will than be open
D7
And they’ll join the victory march with the lame
G C G
And the deaf who’s never heard the roar of thunder
D7 G
Will rejoice to hear the Savior call his name
C
And I’ll have eyes that will never fill with teardrops
G D7
I’ll have legs that will never ache with pain
G C
I’ll have hands that will never age and wither
G D7 G
And a heart that will never break again
D7 G
And a heart that will never break again
I'll have a heart that will never break again
C G
I remember standing at my daddy’s bedside
D7
And the tears filled up the wrinkles on his face
G C G
As I held his withered hand he smiled and whispered
D7 G
Son I’m going to live in a better place
C
And I’ll have eyes that will never fill with teardrops
G D7
I’ll have legs that will never ache with pain
G C
I’ll have hands that will never age and wither
G D7 G
And a heart that will never break again
C G
I have often heard and read about that city
D7
Where with Jesus we shall live for ever more
G C G
There are mansions in construction for my dwelling
D7 G
And the streets of gold will run by my front door
C G
All the eyes of the blind will than be open
D7
And they’ll join the victory march with the lame
G C G
And the deaf who’s never heard the roar of thunder
D7 G
Will rejoice to hear the Savior call his name
C
And I’ll have eyes that will never fill with teardrops
G D7
I’ll have legs that will never ache with pain
G C
I’ll have hands that will never age and wither
G D7 G
And a heart that will never break again
D7 G
And a heart that will never break again
The Edgar Winter (...)
The Edge Band
The Eeries
The Eighties Mat (...)
The Ejected
The Ember Days
The Embers
The Emerson Lett (...)
The Emotions
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