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Too Late for Prayin'

Gordon Lightfoot
2009-07-143:31 minLetras sincronizadas

"Too Late for Prayin'" é uma música de Gordon Lightfoot, 2009, Pop. A música tem 3:31 de duração, 39 lines / 227 words.

Letra

0:03It was only yesterday
0:06When I heard the teacher say
0:11Patiently one and two make three
0:15We were children you and me
0:20Let us pray for the ones they call
0:25The children of today
0:33Nothin' left but promises
0:37Nothin' much is certain
0:42All we see is want and need across the board
0:48Why thank you lord
0:50We're livin' in the glory of your care
1:00Skies of blue have all turned brown
1:05To the sound of sighin'
1:09Lord abide let us stem the tide
1:15Of broken dreams
1:17Sometimes you seem to tell us
1:21It's too late for prayin'
1:31See the ocean wild and blue
1:35Think of all that's in her
1:40She will not surrender to the likes of us
1:46But then she must
1:48They tell us wise men tell us it's too late
1:58For each child with eyes that smile
2:03There'll be ten more cryin'
2:07Lord abide let us stem the time
2:12Of helplessness
2:15But then I guess we're livin'
2:19Is it too late for tryin'
2:43Nothin' here but grains of sand
2:47Nothin' much worth savin'
2:51Guess we've all got problems of our own to bear
2:58And still we share
3:00Tomorrow could get better than today
3:10To the ones who've loved in vain
3:15Will ya be beholden
3:19Lord abide let us stem the tide
3:24Of broken dreams
3:26Sometimes ya seem to tell us
3:31It's too late for prayin'
It was only yesterday
When I heard the teacher say
Patiently  one and two make three
We were children  you and me
Let us pray for the ones they call
The children of today
Nothin' left but promises
Nothin' much is certain
All we see is want and need across the board
Why thank you lord
We're livin' in the glory of your care
Skies of blue have all turned brown
To the sound of sighin'
Lord abide  let us stem the tide
Of broken dreams
Sometimes you seem to tell us
It's too late for prayin'
See the ocean wild and blue
Think of all that's in her
She will not surrender to the likes of us
But then she must
They tell us  wise men tell us  it's too late
For each child with eyes that smile
There'll be ten more cryin'
Lord abide  let us stem the time
Of helplessness
But then I guess we're livin'
Is it too late for tryin'
Nothin' here but grains of sand
Nothin' much worth savin'
Guess we've all got problems of our own to bear
And still we share
Tomorrow could get better than today
To the ones who've loved in vain
Will ya be beholden
Lord abide  let us stem the tide
Of broken dreams
Sometimes ya seem to tell us
It's too late for prayin'

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