Well, I met an old man walkin' down the street His clothes were torn and tattered With sandals on his feet And I stopped to help him And lend him a hand He said, I love you so much But you must understand
Silver and gold might buy you a home But things of this world They won't last you long And time has a way of turning us old And time can't be bought back with silver and gold
Hollywood ain't paved with gold. It's just a trick of light. Sunset falls on stars of old, And blinds you with its light. A spiders web of tangled lives Lays stretched across the hills. From distances it's glistening Like El Dorado's halls.
Many years have passed since those summer days Among the fields of barley See the children run as the sun goes down Among the fields of gold You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky When we walked in the fields of gold When we walked in the fields of gold When we walked in the fields of gold
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold, I'd rather be His than have riches untold; I'd rather have Jesus than houses or lands, I'd rather be led by His nail-pierced hand.
Than to be the king of a vast domain And be held in sin's dread sway. I'd rather have Jesus than anything This world affords today.
I'd rather have Jesus than men's applause, I'd rather be faithful to His dear cause; I'd rather have Jesus than worldwide fame, I'd rather be true to His holy name.
Than to be the king of a vast domain And be held in sin's dread sway. I'd rather have Jesus than anything This world affords today.
He's fairer than lilies of rarest bloom, He's sweeter than honey from out the comb; He's all that my hungering spirit needs, I'd rather have Jesus and let Him lead.
Than to be the king of a vast domain And be held in sin's dread sway. I'd rather have Jesus than anything This world affords today.
Well, I met an old man walkin' down the street
ReplyDeleteHis clothes were torn and tattered
With sandals on his feet
And I stopped to help him
And lend him a hand
He said, I love you so much
But you must understand
Silver and gold might buy you a home
But things of this world
They won't last you long
And time has a way of turning us old
And time can't be bought back with silver and gold
Silver and Gold - Dolly Parton
Hollywood ain't paved with gold.
ReplyDeleteIt's just a trick of light.
Sunset falls on stars of old,
And blinds you with its light.
A spiders web of tangled lives
Lays stretched across the hills.
From distances it's glistening
Like El Dorado's halls.
Song: The Angel Song
Artist: Great White
Many years have passed since those summer days
ReplyDeleteAmong the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
Field of Gold
Sting
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold,
ReplyDeleteI'd rather be His than have riches untold;
I'd rather have Jesus than houses or lands,
I'd rather be led by His nail-pierced hand.
Than to be the king of a vast domain
And be held in sin's dread sway.
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.
I'd rather have Jesus than men's applause,
I'd rather be faithful to His dear cause;
I'd rather have Jesus than worldwide fame,
I'd rather be true to His holy name.
Than to be the king of a vast domain
And be held in sin's dread sway.
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.
He's fairer than lilies of rarest bloom,
He's sweeter than honey from out the comb;
He's all that my hungering spirit needs,
I'd rather have Jesus and let Him lead.
Than to be the king of a vast domain
And be held in sin's dread sway.
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.
Song: I'd Rather Have Jesus
Rock on, gold dust woman;
ReplyDeleteTake your silver spoon, dig your grave.
Song: Gold Dust Woman
Artist: Fleetwood Mac
How about a song in a foreign language?
ReplyDeleteLiebst du um Schönheit,
O nicht mich liebe!
Liebe die Sonne,
Sie trägt ein gold'nes Haar!
If you love for beauty,
Oh, do not love me!
Love the sun,
She has golden hair!
From Liebst du um Schonheit, Clara Schumann