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God doesn’t want my kind in Heaven

God hasn’t called me home
An old man told me
Cause he doesn’t want me up there

Telling him what it’s like
Down on this mortal coil
Not something that he wants to hear

I’m ninety-two years old
Seen things to make your blood run cold
Little children crying out in pain

I just don’t understand
Is that part of his plan?
Little children crying out in pain

God doesn’t want my kind in Heaven
So, I guess I’ll have to go on living
God doesn’t want my kind in Heaven
So, I guess I’ll have to stick around

God hasn’t called me home
Way too cantankerous
He doesn’t want my sort up there

Saying his creation’s flawed
Asking him how could you Lord
Allow the things that are happening down here?


God hasn’t called me home
But I guess it won’t be long
Did I mention that I’m ninety-two?

At my age you speak your mind
Sorry to take up your time
Hope that I have not offended you

God doesn’t want my kind in Heaven
So, I guess I’ll have to go on living
God doesn’t want my kind in Heaven
So, I guess I’ll have to stick around

(repeat chorus)

God Doesn't Want My Kind In Heaven

Lord I Know You Hear Me

Teddy bears and lacy things, nursery rhymes and lullabies to sing.
Go ahead and play on the swing, but be careful now, not too high.
And roller skates coming down the sidewalk, finger paints and playing hopscotch.
Take a look at the lizard you caught, but no he can’t come inside.

Bedtime prayers down on our knees, Mama taught us faith through her belief, 
and she picked me up back when I couldn’t reach.
Mama made us go to bed too soon, oh, but sometimes she let us lick the spoon
with a kiss and a hug, ‘cause that’s a mamas’ love.

Now Mama dropped her off a block away, when Sis got too old to kiss her anyway.
She tried to hide the look on her face and held back the tears.
‘Cause pig tales were for little girls and sis was ready now for beauticians’ curls,
painted nails and costume pearls, and she pierced her ears.

Mama always seemed to know when to hold us and when to let go, 
and she knew how it felt to worry at night.
Saying her prayers ‘til I got home.  Making sure the front porch light was on,
‘cause these are the labors of a mamas love. 

Now Mother Goose is read from Grandma’s lap, where my children take their naps,
but I still remember back …

When Mama stayed up late ‘cause I was sick from too much ice cream and chocolate chips,
and the only cure back then was Mama’s kiss.
And Mama washed the crayon off the wall, and she got me my first bat and ball.
It’s a gift from God above, a Mamas love.  Oh, it’s a gift from God above, my Mamas love.

Mama's Love

Not Alone, Oh Not Anymore

OLD SOUTHBOUND LINE

louisiana moon winkin' through the leaves
swear i heard the ghost of a hobo breathin'
every now and then i hear the lonesome sound
of a distant whistle of that old southbound
trestle like a skeleton ready to fall
can barely stand a yankee wind as it calls
broken boxcars battling kudzu vine
home to coyotes, critters and empty bottles of wine
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;night time on that old southbound line
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;takes me back to a different place and time
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;some good, some bad, some have slipped my mind
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;but i became the man i am on that old southbound line

potters field, many a nameless cross
covered in briars and spanish moss
the stories i could tell with old friends of mine
from the first train we hopped to the end of the line
another wishful night under the stars
away from home, god knows how far
beside these rusty rails prayin' it don't rain
singin' jimmie rodgers waitin' for a train
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;night time on that old southbound line
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;takes me back to a different place and time
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;some good, some bad, some have slipped my mind
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;but i became the man i am on that old southbound line
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;night time on that old southbound line
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;takes me back to a different place and time
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;some good, some bad, some have slipped my mind
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;but i became the man i am on that old southbound line
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;i became the man i am on that old southbound line

© Michael LeBlanc and floyd jane

Old Southbound Line

Different From Today

Let me be a vessel Lord, won’t you shine your light on me? 
Keep me sanctified and pure, the way that I should be.
Let me be a vessel.  Keep me walking in your light.
Let me be a good and faithful servant in your eyes.

Let me be a vessel Lord, won’t you shine your light on me?
Keep me sanctified and pure, the way that I should be.
Let me be a vessel.  Keep me walking in your light.
Let me be a good and faithful servant in your eyes.

Oh Lord, you are the most-high God.  I want the world to know
just how much you changed my life when you saved my soul.
You gave me new direction and you calmed my stormy seas.
And now, to be your vessel, well, it's all I want to be.

So let me be a vessel Lord, won’t you shine your light on me?
Keep me sanctified and pure, the way that I should be.
Let me be a vessel.  Keep me walking in your light.
Let me be a good and faithful servant in your eyes.

‘Cause Lord I know that the day will come when I see the glory of the coming Son
and the angels shout “Oh, victory!” on the day Jesus comes back for me.
And Lord I know that you love me so …

Let me be a vessel Lord, won’t you shine your light on me?
Keep me sanctified and pure, the way that I should be.
Let me be a vessel.  Keep me walking in your light.
Let me be a good and faithful servant in your eyes.

Yes, Lord I know that the day will come when I see the glory of the coming Son
and the angels shout “Oh, victory!” on the day Jesus comes back for me.
And Lord I know that you love me so …

Let me be a vessel Lord, won’t you shine your light on me?
Keep me sanctified and pure, the way that I should be.
Let me be a vessel.  Keep me walking in your light.
Let me be a good and faithful servant in your eyes.

Let me be a vessel Lord, won’t you shine your light on me?
Keep me sanctified and pure, the way that I should be.
Let me be a vessel.  Keep me walking in your light.
Let me be a good and faithful servant in your eyes.
Let me be a good and faithful servant in your eyes.

Let Me Be A Vesel

©STEPHEN W. YOUNG

WHEN I WAS LOST YOUR LOVE GAVE YOU AWAY
I SEARCH WITHIN TO FIND THE WORDS TO SAY
EVERY DAY WITH YOU, LORD, IS BETTER THAN THE REST
GREAT IS YOUR FAITHFULNESS

YOUR LOVE IS NEW EVERY MORNING
YOUR LOVE IS BETTER DAY BY DAY
AND WITHOUT ANY WARNING
YOU FIND ANOTHER WAY TO SHOW ME
GREAT IS YOUR FAITHFULNESS

ANY TIME I FEEL THAT I'M ALONE
WHEN FEELINGS FAIL, YOUR PROMISE IS MY HOME
AND WRAPPED UP IN YOUR LOVE, LORD, I'M ABLE TO CONFESS
GREAT IS YOUR FAITHFULNESS

YOUR LOVE IS NEW EVERY MORNING
YOUR LOVE IS BETTER DAY BY DAY
AND WITHOUT ANY WARNING
YOU FIND ANOTHER WAY TO SHOW ME
GREAT IS YOUR FAITHFULNESS

Your Love

Lyrics:
Mama left me her Bible that had pointed my soul toward the light
She’d warned me to watch for idols and taught me to always do right
She read each word so preciously and prayed I’d treasure every verse
But I turned from the Bible and did not keep Jesus first

It’s time to put Jesus first and read God’s word and pray
I want less from this world and more of God every day
Let me get on my knees and pray so long until it hurts
As my time on earth’s running out give me time to put Jesus first

Today I picked up the Bible my mama left me so long ago
I read the words so vital that had set her heart aglow
Its pages all worn and tattered as God gave her such a thirst
To teach me to do what matters and to know to put Jesus first

Mama, I know your tears that for the wayward son you shed
And mama, God heard your prayers and I see His footsteps ahead

It’s time to put Jesus first and read God’s word and pray
I want less from this world and more of God every day
Let me get on my knees and pray so long until it hurts
As my time on earth’s running out give me time to put Jesus first

It’s time to put Jesus first and read God’s word and pray
I want less from this world and more of God every day
Today I opened the Bible my mama left me so long ago
I read the words so vital that had set her heart aglow
Mama left me her Bible that had pointed my soul toward the light
She’d warned me to watch for idols and taught me to always do right

It's Time To Put Jesus First

The Last Real Man

“No Place Like This”

Verse 1:
I used to watch
Wizard of Oz
on my grandmas 16 inch tv
I saw Dorothy Gale and the curl of her hair
And thought maybe she’s just like me

Pre-chorus 1:
Little did I know when I grow up
I’d find someone
who makes me feel as beautiful
as Dorothy was

Chorus:
But I don’t need ruby slippers
Or a blue and white dress
I don’t need a wizard
Got no interest
I don’t need a road
Laid with yellow brick
I was home after our first kiss
Cause there’s no place like this
there’s no place like this

Verse 2:
Growing up
I fell in love with a scarecrow
And a tin man or two
Just empty heads and emptiness
‘Til I met you

Pre-chorus 2:
Then you came along and filled me up
Reminded me that
I am not as lost as Dorothy was

Chorus:
And I don’t need ruby slippers
Or a blue and white dress
I don’t need a wizard
Got no interest
I don’t need a road
Laid with yellow brick
I was home after our first kiss
Cause there’s no place like this
there’s no place like this

Bridge + final chorus:
Maybe I don’t have to be like Dorothy after all
I want a bigger dog and a house that doesn’t fall
I’d rather be alone with you
than in the land of oz

Watching the sun set in
Letting our hair get thin
Lost in each other’s kiss
Cause there’s no place like this
There’s no place like this
There’s no place like this
There’s no place like this
There’s no place like this

No Place Like This - Liz Lieber

Some Don't Change Like Me - Mix 3 4.26.2023

I Bow Down
©Stephen W. Young

Faith.
Can raise the dead and make the blind to see
Through faith, I have Gods life in me

Hope.
Reminds me just how wonderful you are
The anchor of my soul

And I bow down
And I kneel before the King of Kings
The Name above all other Names
The Lord of my salvation
To every generation
Your goodness knows no bounds
And I bow down

Love.  
I see it in my Savior on the cross.
The greatest power in all the universe.

Peace.
That passes all that I can comprehend
That You would dare to call me friend 

And I bow down
And I kneel before the King of Kings
The Name above all other Names
The Lord of my salvation
To every generation
Your goodness knows no bounds
And I bow down

I Bow Down

Vola, Giuseppina, ma sii felice! [Original piano improvisaiton]

Stephen Sanchez - Until I Found You COVER

Stephen W. Young is a singer/songwriter/musician with a broad range of musical styles. His songs reflect inspiration and encouragement, with an occasional dose of humor. He has been involved in music and recording projects for over 35 years, and has had several songs recorded by notable artists. 
