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Days and Nights

Now take me back home, where you wait
Words on a line, promised photographs
Oooh, baby, felt it signed with tears
In restless sleep, I counting days and nights

California sun sets in my eyes
Some people, they never realize
The cryin', the dyin', every single day
Your callin' is drawin' me
Now, I've got to get away

It's gonna be alright
Alright, alright

Oooh.. fly away
Oooh.. fly away

Then I had a vision of comin' through your door
Stayin' there beside you, not leavin' any more
In my dreams a Greater Love sweetly calls me on
I hesitate, then kiss your hand
Soon, my love I'm gone..

Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor, Jerry Parker Chamberlain
©1977 Maranatha! Music

Black Gold Fever

Goin' down to Texas where you can't see the
top of their hats
That's fat-cat country, 'Thank you, honey,
put the money in the sack'
Makin' oil my middle name, gonna play the rich man's game
Goin' down to Texas, I'm ready, Paul Getty step back

I've got the black gold fever and my
temperature's runnin' high
You've got to quench your thirst
when your mouth is cotton dry
And just like the preacher's call, I've gotta go, that's all
I want black gold livin', I'm givin' my luck a try

'Black gold fever', my momma said
'Will leave you flat and cold and probably dead
Listen to your heart and not your head, boy
I'm prayin' you get the gospel fever instead'

Well, I hear the 'clickity-clack' of the railroad track
Goin' down there, son, where the gold is black
Though somethin's tellin' me somethin' ain't right
Put the Bible back on the shelf
Said, son get a hold of yourself
You want black gold livin' there ain't no lookin' back

Well, I cancelled my order when I crossed over
And the train hit the border line
And my Bible-beltin' momma and the words she spoke
Suddenly came to mind
I said the words she spoke to me
Brought me to my ever-lovin' knees
That's when I left that black gold fever forever behind

'Black gold fever', my momma said
'Will leave you flat and cold and probably dead'
So I listened to my heart and not my head
Now I've got that Gospel fever
Got that Gospel fever
Got that Gospel fever, praise God, instead!

Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1977 Maranatha! Music

Praise Song

Love that brings a light
To a darkened room
Then there is no night
'Cause love's bright and new
Felling it shine on me
Knowing it's in my heart
What can I tell you
'Cept what's in this rhyme
Which grows in my heart
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Chorus:
I praise you (Wonderful Savior and Lord)
I praise you (Together
(Giving you (Glory and honor and praise) Simultaneously)
(Lord you are worthy of praise)

Love that gave Your Son
To Die for me
Shedding precious blood
On Calvary's tree

Knowing His blood has power
To cleanse me hour by hour
What can I tell you
'Cept what's in this rhyme
Which grows in my heart
And stays on my mind

Chorus

Love that brings a light
To a darkened room
Then there is no night
'Cause love's bright and new (Together

(Glory and honor and praise be yours) Simultaneously)
(Glory and honor and praise be yours)

Feeling it shine on me
Knowing it's in my heart
What can I tell you
'Cept what's in this rhyme
Which grows in my heart
And stays on my mind
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1977 Maranatha! Music

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'Alright, okay, oh yeah
Keep your cool and don't hurt nobody
It all lies within you', so the dying say
And you believe in the words of some buried prophet

'Alright, okay, oh yeah'
They nod their heads in unanimous approval
And it makes you fell good 'till the night wind calls
And the darkness comes whispering down the halls
And you're a scared little child who dreams he falls, come

Chorus:
Fall in your father's arms
Fall in your father's arms
Fall in your father's arms
Alright, oh yeah, uh huh

You turn, you run, you hide
A friend comes bid you travel
He smiles like an angel but behind the eyes
Lurks the door of the death-house and the big surprise
'Alright, okay, oh yeah'
You assure them while composure is breaking
And they watch as you run and hit the wall
Slump to the ground, and begin to crawl
To the edge of the cliff where you start your fall, come

Chorus:
Fall in your father's arms
Fall in your father's arms
Fall in your father's arms
Alright, oh yeah, uh huh

Father's arms waiting
To carry you, man
Through all the changing
Back home again

Repeat 2nd verse and chorus

Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1977 Maranatha! Music

Meal

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I'm thirsty, Lord, my soul's on fire
I'm thirsty, Lord, my soul's on fire
And I'm hungry, too, and eatin' is my great desire
I'm thirsty, Lord, my soul's on fire
Feed me bread of life, my Father
Cool it with that Living water

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Well, my stomach it growls and my throat says 'now!'
I can't wait
Well, my stomach it growls and my throat says 'now!'
I can't wait
So put a double portion of Your word, Lord
On my plate
Well, my stomach it growls and my throat says 'now!'
I can't wait
Feed me bread of life, my Father
Cool it with that Living Water

Now I get to wishin' that you'd get to dishin'
That sweet meat
Yeah, I get To wishin' that you'd get to dishin'
That sweet meat
You do and I love it, can't get enough of it
It's a real treat
And I don't have to mention my thirst needs quenchin'
You satisfy
And that is why, it's a real deal
Meal
Oh, yeah, what a meal!

Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1977 Maranatha! Music

Shotgun Angel

Well, I've been drivin' all night
And I know I'm gettin' tired
But I havn't got far to go
Think I'll push this southbound eighteen wheeler
A little farther on down the road
I've been drivin' like a fool,
Dodgin' all the truck stops
tryin' hard to make it home
I gotta' put the hammer down
Drive it in the ground
Think I'm goin' crazy just from
Drivin' alone

Well, my eyes are gettin' heavy
And I ran out of vitamins
Six or seven hours ago
So I thought I'd try to raise me a northbound jimmy
On my C.B. radio
I was breakin' for a copy
When someone answered back
In a voice that was sweet and low
He said, 'I'm gonna' lay it on you
Where the rubber meets the road
It's the Lord talkin' to you
On your radio

Chorus:
It was the voice of Jesus
And I heard him say,
'Got an angel ridin' shotgun
And he's ridin' with you all the way'

I was flyin' like the wind
Breathin' fire like a dragon
When my diesel truck left the ground
Well, I thought that I was dreamin'
But the Lord was talkin' to me
Really layin' the gospel down
I was prayin' and repentin', laughin' and grinnin'
Thought my diesel truck was heaven bound
Then the angel hit the air brakes
And slowed my jimmy down
Made a three point landin'
About a mile from town

Repeat Chorus

Words and Music by Bill Sprouse Jr.
©1977 Maranatha! Music

Finale: Bereshith Overture

Lady Goodbye

Lady of the sky
Where'd you go, Where'd you fly?
To some sweet by and by?
Where only lovers go
One's that love Him so
Lady Good-bye

Lady of the sky
Are you climbin' so high
That you can't hear my cry?
Guess it was your destiny
to go where you are free
Lady good-bye

Too many empty places
There's one in my heart
Once were familiar faces
They're gone now and I'm falling apart

Lady of the sky, oh
Where'd you go, where'd you fly?

Where only lovers go
Ones that love Him so
Where only lovers go
Ones that love Him so
Lady good-bye
Lady good-bye

Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor, Mark Cook, Jerry Parker Chamberlain
©1977 Maranatha! Music

The Whistler

Narrator:

The whistler stands below
The street a crimson glow
A devil's night
A minstrel of empty streets
His song of mourning creeps
A shadow's cry

Closing windows cannot end
This omen in the wind
The horsemen ride
And through the starless night
Comes thunder of their flight
A trembling world

Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor, Mark Cook, Jerry Parker Chamberlain
©1977 Maranatha! Music

He's Gonna Do A Number On You

Narrator:
The morning paper is not the same
A man is smiling, do you know his name?
He's shaking hands with the president
It almost seems as though he's heaven sent
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Frenzied crowd:
(I'm mad about.. I'm mad about you)

Narrator:
Chorus:
He's gonna' do a number on you (a very strange tatoo!)
He's gonna' do a number on you (a very strange tatoo!)
Something inside tells you to hide
You cannot decide what to do

Person in crowd:
(Full of wonder)
Oh, no! What's wrong? Something's on his face!

Crowd:
I know it's crazy, but now there's not a trace!
(I'm mad about.. I'm mad about you)

Narrator:
Chorus:
He's gonna' do a number on you (a very strange tatoo!)

Goon squad:
(Gonna' do a number on you)

Narrator:
He's gonna' do a number on you (a very strange tatoo!)

Goon squad:
(Gonna' do a number on you)

Narrator:
Something inside tells you to hide
You cannot decide what to do, cannot decide what to
Think of this guy, is there a pie in the sky?
I'd hate to imply that I knew

Zombie like crowd:
He's got a friend, it seems there is no end
To the tricks that he'll do, always on cue
Standing in line, it's so divine
Can we choose the place, my hand or my face?

Computerized clerk:
Next, next, next, next..

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2nd man:
(smugly)
Take my groceries and put 'em in the sack,
No checks, no cash, don't give me no flack.

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Everyone:
(with reluctant optimism)
It's getting better, so much better

2nd man:
Don't have no worries, don't have no frets,
My little number never failed me yet.

Everyone:
It's getting better, so much better

Naive woman:
I love convenience, I said, it's so keen
He took our money mess, and he swept it clean
He's the wisest man this world has seen
It's getting better.. better

2nd man:
Take my groceries and put 'em in the sack,
No checks, no cash, don't give me no flack.

Everyone:
(It's getting better, so much better

2nd man:
Don't have no worries, don't have no frets,
My little number never failed me yet.

Everyone:
It's getting better, so much better.. better.. better

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Sail Me Away

3rd man:
(Tenderly to his wife)
My love, I had a dream last night
I saw a rider on the wind
A stranger to my eyes
Was on the outside lookin' in
And the land he's longing for
Is on a dim and distant shore
Of my life

My love, I heard a pilgrim's call
I saw it was forsaking all
I cried because I knew (yes I know)
It meant my leaving you
But the riches that I gain
Outweigh the losses that remain
In my life

(To the Lord)
Chorus:
Sail me away (I want to go with you)
Sail me away (sail away, sail away, sail away)
(Repeat three times)

(To his wife)
My love the man is older now
Yet wisdom was the guiding light
That led him on to foreign lands (far away)
Though he's never left your side
And the treasure that I bare
Is now all I seek to share
In my life

Repeat chorus

Posse In The Sky

Narrator:
And when the faithful disappear
The world will take it's final turn
The showdown's exactly what some fear
Millions die, the land is burned

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Chorus:
Then suddenly there is a cry
Ooh ooh, look up! Look up!
Here comes the posse in the sky!
On white horses to judge the earth
Posse in the sky is surely comin' down

And He who rides the leading steed
Has the name Faithful and True
Lord of Lords and King of Kings (Son of God is He)
He's come to make the world brand new

Chorus:
But first all evil has to die
'Judgment day draws nigh!'
So cries the posse in the sky
Bad guys are rounded up and bound
Posse in the sky is surely comin' down
Ooh, posse in the sky is surely comin' down
Ooh, posse in the sky is surely comin' down

And when they look upon Him whom they have pierced
And they shall mourn for Him as for an only Son
And they shall weep bitterly over Him
Like the bitter weeping over a first-born Son

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