Lyrics:
Away with the music of Broadway
Be off with your Irving Berlin
Oh I give no quarter to Kern or Cole Porter
And Gershwin keeps pounding on tin
shake your body
Even when things are rough
Just keep moving
Oya, count all your blessings name them one by one
Can't you see all the good things that
and find some safety way out of sight
Count your nights by stars, not shadows
& count your blessings same way you would your cash flow
Count your age by
blessings, name them one by one,
And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done.
Refrain
Count your blessings, name them one by one,
Count your blessings
on me
My deepest apologies
Frequent with modesty
Believe in the honesty
Believed in comradery
I live by a policy
I'm not where I gotta be
You watching
Count your blessings, name them one by one
Count your blessings, see what god has done
Count your blessings, 'til all is well with your soul
Count
You gotta sit back and count your blessings
You gotta name them one by one
Baby, you can't take the credit
For anything that God has done
I don't
your blessing
Count your blessing count your blessing
Name them one by one count your blessing
Haha yeah
We still living that blessed life yall
So remember to count your blessings, lets get it whew
Every day we wake up, we gotta stay prayed up
aloft Excalibur from the bosom of
the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to
carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your
your blessings
Shower your blessings
Pon me (Oh yeah)
Oluwa don change my life (Oh)
Blessings don come my way (Oh)
Every single day me dey count
gift)
Count your blessings
Don't forget
That the lord really loves you
You've got so much to give
Imma shoot you
With em blessings it's drive by
When im
Away with the music of Broadway
Be off with your Irving Berlin
No, I give no quarter to Kern or Cole Porter
And Gershwin keeps pounding on tin
see my life no more lacking
So I count my blessings one by one
Then I realized what my mighty God has done
I put up thanksgiving to get ready for more
Be Careful, It's My Heart
Bing Crosby
Words and music by Irving Berlin
-From the musical "Holiday Inn"
Sweetheart of mine, I've sent you
counting your blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried
counting your blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried
asleep counting your blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If
counting your blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried
think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and
I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them
from the best
Only L I ever take is a mf lesson
Yea I count my money like I count my blessings
East side nigga but I'm chillin in the west
Been a legend
tour, bet that takes toll
Lesson-lesson-lesson you should take note
Blessing-blessing-blessing
Count them-count them
Time flies by on some autobahn shit,
small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
I think about a nursery
And I picture curly heads
And one by one I count
about."
You can count your blessing, count yourself lucky
But ever day you get above ground
Oh, that ain't about keeping count of what you got
It's making
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