Bones

 

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Old McDonald

 Old McDonald had a farm e-i-e-i-o

And on this farm he had some ducks

The most quacked up ducks I know

With a waddle waddle here

And a waddle waddle there

Showing off their moves everywhere 

Old McDonald had a farm e-i-e-i-o

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Halaujah

Sang to the tune of "Halaujah" by Leonard Cohen 

 Trapped inside a cold dark tomb

A pinprick of light shines through the gloom

The silence is enough to kill you

Though that light coming through the brick

Is enough to do the trick

And from your lips comes a mighty Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Demons knocking on the door

To torment you and nothing more

Still that light shines on you

As the demons come busting in

With that light shining in

From your voice draws an eternal Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah

Amazing Grace/Halaujah

 Amazing Grace how sweet the sound

I once was lost but now I'm found

For his grace has set me free

I once was blind but now I see

For his grace has come to me

That grace is an ever flowing Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

His grace quenched my fears

His grace  taught my heart to feel

His grace is the only thing that will get through you

How precious did his grace appear 

In the hour of great dispare 

And for that I sing a flowing Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

When we've been there ten thousand years

The sang still ringing in our ears

For the glory we give to you

Then we shine bight as the sun

As the song is resong

For all glory and honor Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah 

Halaujah

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