The Song Is Ended, But The Melody

Lord Help The Mister That Comes Between Me And My Sister.

When I'm Worried And I Can't Sleep I Count My Blessings Instead Of Sheep.

God Bless America, Land That I Love, Stand Beside Her, And Guide Her, Through The Night, With The Light From Above, From The Mountains, To The Prairies To The Oceans, White With Foam God Bless America, My Home Sweet Home, God Bless America! My Home Sweet Home!

Listen Kid, Take My Advice, Never Hate A Song That Has Sold Half A Million Copies.

There Is An Element Of Truth In Every Idea That Lasts Long Enough To Be Called Corny.