Beautiful Baby lyrics - Darius Rucker
Beautiful baby
Beautiful child
Gentle and maybe
Just a little bit wild
When I see you're face
I know that it's true
No one any place
Is beautiful as you
Beautiful as you baby
Beautiful baby
Beautiful child
Gentle and maybe
Just a little bit wild
When I hear you laugh
It's music and gold
You bring to my life
Miracles untold baby
And now you smile
I look in your eyes
It's all worthwhile
And I realize
How beautiful
So beautiful
Simply beautiful
Oh child
Child of mine
Hey-eah
Beautiful baby
Beautiful child
Gentle and maybe
Just a little bit wild
When I see you're face
I know that it's true
No one any place
Is beautiful as you
Beautiful as you
Beautiful as you
Baby
Big Old Shoulders lyrics - Darius Rucker
(from "Breakthrough" soundtrack)
This is for the midnight voice of a 911 dial-up
The mouth to mouth, keep 'em alive
Or those who dig through the rubble, for one more survivor
For the Kentucky farmer with tobacco stains
Long-haul daddy leaving Texas for Maine
The Louisiana rancher praying for rain
Oh you carry the weight of the world
You carry the weight of the world
You carry the weight of the world
On your big old shoulders
For the boys in blue call to a domestic disturbance
The warrior wounded by rebel insurgence
For mothers' raw hands in dishwasher detergent
For the three-alarm firemen called at 4 AM
Shadetree mechanic gettin' her running again
The truck stop waitress reading Gone with the Wind, oh-oh
Oh you carry the weight of the world
You carry the weight of the world
You carry the weight of the world
On your big old shoulders
For the underpaid, overworked high school teacher
Old man with the garbage can cleaning up the bleacher
The marrying-burrying burned out preacher
For the children's hospital 9th floor nurses
The angels that dress up as hospice workers
The healers of wounds, breakers of curses
Where it all falls apart you're always strong
Just knowing you're there keeps me holding on
The least I can do is sing you a song
'Cause you carry the weight of the world
(Carry the weight of the world)
You carry the weight of the world
(Carry the weight of the world)
You carry the weight of the world
(Carry the weight of the world)
On your big old shoulders, oh now
You carry the weight of the world
You carry the weight of the world
You carry the weight of the world
On your big old shoulders, I know
On your big old shoulders, ah
Yeah, oh I know
You carry the world
You carry the world
Oh I know you got
You got big old shoulders
In The Ghetto lyrics - Reba McEntire & Darius Rucker
As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago morn'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
And his mama cries
'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another little hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
People, don't you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me
Are we too blind to see
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way?
As the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
He learns how to steal, and he learns how to fight
In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
Then one night in desperation
The young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car
Tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street, a gun in his hand
In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
And as her young man dies
On a cold and gray Chicago morn'
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
And her mama cries (in the ghetto)
(In the ghetto)
(Why?)
John Punch lyrics - Dukes Of Roots & Darius Rucker
1640 V A
John Punch tried to run away
Sentenced for his life, a slave
The families say
When you coming home?
The families say
When you coming home?
225 years of hell
Started in America that day
Folks from Africa taken away
Half a million souls
Out on the water
It is so cold
Where the hell are we going?
The moon is the same
But now I'm all alone now
Families say
When you coming home?
Franklin and Armfield took their turn
Largest slave trading firm (Use and abuse)
Hate, profit and cruelty
Their specialty and the norm
Half a million souls
Out on the water
It's so cold
Where the hell are we going?
The moon is the same
But now I'm all alone now
Families say
When you coming home?
(Slave trade, while they take us away)
Think of this injustice
To the human race
Restitution, remembrance and recovery
Must take place now
Half a million souls
Out on the water
It's so cold
Where the hell are we going?
The moon is the same
But now I'm all alone now
Families say
When you coming home?
Looking at the sea
Wishing you coming home now
Day and night wishing you coming home now
You coming home now
When you coming home
My Masterpiece lyrics - Darius Rucker
I was born with a heart with a beat like a rolling stone
Never did I realize where I was supposed to belong
I never knew what I was meant to do
I never made sense to me 'til I made sense to you
I never had a silver spoon
I didn't grow up in a castle
I never walked on the moon
I'll never paint a Sistine Chapel
I can't play piano like Ray Charles
But baby when my life is through
I hope they say my masterpiece is loving you
Yeah, loving you babe
Loving you babe
Girl I swear your hazel eyes are making me feel
Like Picasso never had that color in his wheel
If I wrote the song, your name would be Georgia
And you'd be on my mind
Like a starry night, our love would stand the test of time
I never had a silver spoon
I didn't grow up in a castle
I never walked on the moon
I'll never paint a Sistine Chapel
I can't play piano like Ray Charles
But baby when my life is through
I hope they say my masterpiece is loving you
Yeah, loving you baby
Loving you darling
So get a little closer baby
I wanna take my time, wanna take all night
So get a little closer darling
Gonna keep on working 'til I get it right
I never had a silver spoon
I didn't grow up in a castle
I never walked on the moon
I'll never paint a Sistine Chapel
I can't play piano like Ray Charles
But baby when my life is through
I hope they say my masterpiece is loving you
Loving you baby yeah
Loving you darling
Loving you baby
Loving you, I hope they say it all the time now
Oh, baby I'm loving you
Loving you baby
Nothing Else Matters lyrics - Darius Rucker
(originally by Metallica)
So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you (Ooh)
Every day for us something new (Ooh)
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
So close no matter how far
It couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
I never opened myself this way (Ooh)
Life is ours, we live it our way (Ooh)
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you (Ooh)
Every day for us something new (Ooh)
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they say
Never cared for games they play
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
No, nothing else matters
What Child Is This lyrics - Lindsey Stirling & Darius Rucker
What child is this who laid to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping
This, this is Christ the king
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The babe, the son of Mary
This, this is Christ the king
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The babe, the son of Mary
So bring him incense, gold and myrrh
Come peasant king to love him
The king of kings salvation brings
Let loving hearts enthrone him
So raise, raise the song on high
The mother sings her lullaby
Joy, oh joy for Christ is born
The babe, the son of Mary
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