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| Lyrics: | Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He has loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. Chorus: Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on In the beauty of a stable Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His presence that transfigures you and me, And he died to make men holy, Let us live to make men free; While God is marching on. Chorus Chicken Sandwich I walk into a restaurant And this is what I cry: 'I want a chicken sandwich, Cup of coffee, piece of pie.' Oh, you will surely hear me Sing this song until I die! 'I want a chicken sandwich, Cup of coffee, piece of pie.' It isn't any trouble just to S-M-I-L-E It isn't any trouble just to S-M-I-L-E There isn't any trouble that won't vanish like a bubble, If you only take the trouble just to S-M-I-L-E. It isn't any trouble just to G-R-I-N, grin. It isn't any trouble just to L-A-U-G-H It isn't any trouble just to HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! I went fishing at the lake With worms and pole and pail, To catch a fish for supper, But instead I caught a whale. I climbed upon his slippery back, And took myself a ride, But he swam so fast I slipped right off, And landed right inside. Glory, glory hallelujah, That's a tall tale I told to ya, Shakes and shivers running through ya, (Spoken) Here comes another one, worse than the other one. An astronaut invited me To take a ride in space. We blasted off one morning, For a most unusual place. We landed on a planet, After many weeks of flight; We saw three-headed elephants, A most unusual sight. Glory, glory hallelujah That's a tall tale I told to ya. Do you believe that it is true, ya? (Spoken) Well it's not! I dug a hole to plant a tree One warm and sunny day. I dug so deep I couldn't get out To run and jump and play. I thought to keep on digging Was the best thing I could do. So I made a hole clean through the earth, And then I fell right through. Glory, glory hallelujah That's the last tale I'll tell to ya, Aren't you glad that I am through, ya? (Spoken) Thank goodness!! |
Battle Hymn of the Republic Camping Song 
