Thank You, Billy Graham (feat. Larry King, Faith Hill, Tim McGraw, Reba McEntire, LeAnn Rimes, Kenny Rogers, Andrae Crouch, Brad Paisley, David Pack & Billy Dean) - Pat Boone

If I could win your heart, you'd let me in your heart I'd be so happy, baby Just for these arms to be holding you close to me There's nothing in this world I won't try No limit to what I'd do to make you mine, 'cause I'd climb right up to the sky Take down the stars, just to be in your arms, baby I'd go and capture the moon, that's what I would do Just to hear you say that you love me Just to hear you say that you love me If I could taste your kiss, there'd be no sweeter gift Heaven could offer baby, ooh I want to be the one (I wanna be the one) Living to give you love I'd walk across this world just to be Close to you 'cause I want you close to me, yeah I'd climb right up to the sky Take down the stars, just to be in your arms, baby I'd go and capture the moon, that's what I would do Just to hear you say that you love me Just to hear you say that you love me For the rest of your life (for the rest of your life) Love me for the rest of all time (oh baby, baby) Just say the word, and I'll give you my world There's nothing I won't do, baby, just to be with you I'd climb right up to the sky (up to the sky) Take down the stars, just to be in your arms, baby I'd go and capture the moon, that's what I would do (capture the moon) Just to hear you say that you love me Just to hear you say that you love me, baby Just to hear you say that you love me I need to hear you say that you love me, baby (just to hear you say that you love me) Just to hear you say that love me (just say you love me baby) Just say that you love me (oh I need you to love me) Just say you love me Just to hear you say that you love me

Well life on the farm is kinda laid back Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack It's early to rise, early in the sack Thank God I'm a country boy Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm A raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm My days are all filled with an easy country charm Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' low I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low Thank God I'm a country boy I'd play sally goodin all day if I could But the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good So I fiddle when I could, work when I should Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds and jewels I never was one of them money hungry fools Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools Thank God I'm a country boy Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine A lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side Said, live a good life and play my fiddle with pride And thank God you're a country boy My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle Taught me how to love and how to give just a little Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funy funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy

Look into my eyes You will see, what you mean to me Search your heart, search your soul And when you find me there, you'll search no more Don't tell me it's not worth trying for You can't tell me it's not worth dying for You know it's true Everything I do I do it for you Look into your heart, you will find There's nothing there to hide Take me as I am, take my life I would give it all, I would sacrifice Don't tell me it's not worth fighting for I can't help it, there's nothing I want more You know it's true Everything I do I do it for you There's no love, like your love And no other, could give more love There's nowhere, unless you're there All the time, all the way Look your heart, babe Oh, you can't tell me it's not worth trying for I can't help it, there's nothing I want more Yea, I'd fight for you I'd lie for you Walk the wire for you Yeah I'd die for you Ya know it's true Everything I do I do it for you

City Sidewalks Busy Sidewalks Dressed in Holiday Style In the Air There's a Feeling of Christmas Children Laughing People Passing Meeting Smile After Smile And On Every Street Corner You'll Hear Chorus: Silver Bells, Silver Bells Silver Bells, Silver Bells It's Christmas Time in the City Hear Them Ring, Hear Them Ring Ring a Ling, Ring a Ling Soon It Will Be Christmas Day Chorus: Silver Bells, Silver Bells Silver Bells, Silver Bells It's Christmas Time in the City Hear Them Ring, Hear Them Ring Ring a Ling, Ring a Ling Soon It Will Be Christmas Day Soon It Will Be Christmas Day

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white (I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know) Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas...

Boone had a colt and a frying pan A quarter horse, American Half a heart, fully a man And the greed of Eve and ol' Satan Boone stole nickels and Boone stole dimes To fill the hole and mask his pride Though his mother said that the way of life Was ever better in a poor man's mind But Boone found that he had no peace Licking the dirt and kicking the streets Till he gambled a cent and came back with three Bad bad Boone became a thief No good could be found in Boone No Robin Hood and no whistled tune To the guilt of God he was immune As that cursed greed just grew and grew He had no wife, no boundary line No cowboy code or moral sight No child that he wouldn't fight No widow safe from the cheatin' lies What hurt another, ain't hurt him He'd do anything for a pretty little gem A coin in the bank, worth a whole damn limb Cash ever flowing, spirit so grim Rich in pocket, poor in love His soul went down and the money went up He died before he could fill his cup And what a pointless life that was Ain't no money gonna bring Boone back From dust he came and that's what lasts Good ol' dirt, we all shall pass The rich the poor, both withered grass Here lays Boone, so fully man Forgotten on his piece of land And buried with his frying pan And the greed of Eve and ol' Satan