Текст песни May Your Good Lord - Midge Ure
When
you
hold
your
hands
out,
may
your
good
Lord
show
a
sign
And
when
you
seek
forgiveness,
may
your
good
Lord
take
the
time
May
your
good
Lord
talk
to
mine
When
you
light
a
candle,
may
your
good
Lord
see
it
glow
Shining
through
the
darkness,
may
your
good
Lord
make
it
grow
To
case
alight
across
the
land
from
killing
fields
to
desert
sands
From
distant
shores
to
where
I
stand,
will
your
good
Lord
make
it
so?
And
after
all
I
think
and
do,
I
can′t
believe
that
this
is
true
If
I
cry
out
'treason′,
will
your
good
Lord
make
them
pray?
All
these
men
of
reason,
leading
nowhere,
lost
their
way
Turning
riches
in
to
rags,
turning
rags
into
the
street
Turn
the
streets
into
a
hell,
may
your
good
Lord
have
his
day
And
after
all
is
said
and
done,
I
can't
believe
our
gods
are
one
Turning
riches
into
rags,
turning
rags
into
the
street
Turn
the
streets
into
a
hell,
may
your
good
Lord
have
his
day
What
would
it
take
to
take
a
hold?
A
sheperd
searching
for
a
fold
The
greatest
story
ever
told
Somebody's
lying
If
I
believed
in
something,
would
your
good
Lord
make
it
true?
Give
me
the
sword
of
justice,
show
me
the
hate
to
put
it
through
Cut
down
the
bitter
tears,
the
sleepless
nights,
the
waking
fears
The
empty
words,
the
silent
ears,
would
your
good
Lord
love
me
too?
Альбом
Breathe
1 Fields Of Fire
2 Fallen Angel
3 Free
4 Guns And Arrows
5 Lay My Body Down
6 Sinnerman
7 Live Forever
8 Trail Of Tears
9 May Your Good Lord
10 The Maker
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