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Great Speckled Bird
Johnny Cash
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WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Inspirational
Animals
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
What a beautiful thought I am thinking
Concernin' the great speckled bird
And to know that my name is recorded
On the pages of God's holy word
Desiring to lower her standards
They watch ev'ry move that she makes
They long to find fault with her teaching
But really she makes no mistakes
I am glad I have learned of her meekness
I am glad that my name is on her book
For I want to be one never fearing
The face of my Saviour to look
And when he cometh, descending from heaven
On a cloud like he said in his word
I'll be joyfully carried to meet him
On the wings of the great speckled bird
Concernin' the great speckled bird
And to know that my name is recorded
On the pages of God's holy word
Desiring to lower her standards
They watch ev'ry move that she makes
They long to find fault with her teaching
But really she makes no mistakes
I am glad I have learned of her meekness
I am glad that my name is on her book
For I want to be one never fearing
The face of my Saviour to look
And when he cometh, descending from heaven
On a cloud like he said in his word
I'll be joyfully carried to meet him
On the wings of the great speckled bird
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Greystone Chapel
Johnny Cash
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WRITERS
Glen Sherley
THEMES
Body
Inspirational
Places
GENRES
Country and Western
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1968
Inside the walls of prison, my body may be, but my Lord has set my soul free
There's a greystone chapel here at Folsom
A house of worship in this den of sin
You wouldn't think that God had a place here at Folsom
But he saved the soul of many lost men
Now this greystone chapel here at Folsom
Stands a hundred years old made of granite rock
It takes a ring of keys to move here at Folsom
But the door to the House of God is never locked
Inside the walls of prison, my body may be, but my Lord has set my soul free
[Guitar Instrumental]
There are men here that don't ever worship
There are men here who scoff at the ones who pray
But I've got down on my knees in that greystone chapel
And I thank the Lord for helpin' me today
Now this greystone chapel here at Folsom
It has a touch of God's hand on every stone
It's a flower of light, in a field of darkness
And it's given me the strength to carry on
Inside the walls of prison, my body may be, but my Lord has set my soul free
There's a greystone chapel here at Folsom
A house of worship in this den of sin
You wouldn't think that God had a place here at Folsom
But he saved the soul of many lost men
Now this greystone chapel here at Folsom
Stands a hundred years old made of granite rock
It takes a ring of keys to move here at Folsom
But the door to the House of God is never locked
Inside the walls of prison, my body may be, but my Lord has set my soul free
[Guitar Instrumental]
There are men here that don't ever worship
There are men here who scoff at the ones who pray
But I've got down on my knees in that greystone chapel
And I thank the Lord for helpin' me today
Now this greystone chapel here at Folsom
It has a touch of God's hand on every stone
It's a flower of light, in a field of darkness
And it's given me the strength to carry on
Inside the walls of prison, my body may be, but my Lord has set my soul free
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