To: Mark17; RnMomof7
I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee,
I’m going to Louisiana, my true love for to see.
It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze to death, Susanna, don’t you cry.
38 posted on
02/15/2015 4:47:47 AM PST by
metmom
(...fixing our eyes on Jesus, the Author and Perfecter of our faith...)
To: metmom
I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee,
Im going to Louisiana, my true love for to see.
It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze to death, Susanna, dont you cry.LOL, sing it MM. How about this?
For it struck 24 when he entered at the door
with a blooming and beautiful bride.
But it stopped short, never to go again,
when the old man died.
41 posted on
02/15/2015 5:34:00 AM PST by
Mark17
(Calvary's love has never faltered, all it's wonder still remains. Souls still take eternal passage)
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