Newsboys - RSL 1984 lyrics
[Newsboys - RSL 1984 lyrics]
Some kissed the girls, I kissed the floor
The Bover boys with their boots shiny red
Three dollar champagne stirring my head
We rolled out the barrels, boys
We sang with a single voice
Let all tears turn to gold
And all the hell I’ve raised
Lord, let it fade away
As Your glories unfold
Give me a part to play grant me another day
The surf and the sky and
The Sunshine Coast of gold
Floating on a long board, life on hold
I never know the way
But, you always take me there
And I need it now, like the Mooloolaba air
We’ll roll with the next wave, boys
We’ll sing out, we’ll make some noise
Let all tears turn to gold
And all the hell I’ve raised
Lord, let it fade away
As Your glories unfold
Give me a part to play grant me another day
Red dust rises clouds your every thought
You don’t know you’re deceived
Until you’re not good dog
Bad dog - they get to fightin’ in your head
The winner is the last one gettin’ fed
God is alive and my magic is no good
And He’s called me out on this walkabout
He leads me to water and
Traces each song line and I know to know His
Ways are higher than mine
So roll out the road rig, boys
We’ll sing with a grateful voice
Let all tears turn to gold
And the hell that’s raised
Lord, let it fade away
As Your glories unfold
Give us a part to play grant us another day
Let all tears turn to gold
And all the hell I’ve raised
Lord, let it fade away
As Your glories unfold
Give me a part to play grant me another day
The Bover boys with their boots shiny red
Three dollar champagne stirring my head
We rolled out the barrels, boys
We sang with a single voice
Let all tears turn to gold
And all the hell I’ve raised
Lord, let it fade away
As Your glories unfold
Give me a part to play grant me another day
The surf and the sky and
The Sunshine Coast of gold
Floating on a long board, life on hold
I never know the way
But, you always take me there
And I need it now, like the Mooloolaba air
We’ll roll with the next wave, boys
We’ll sing out, we’ll make some noise
Let all tears turn to gold
And all the hell I’ve raised
Lord, let it fade away
As Your glories unfold
Give me a part to play grant me another day
Red dust rises clouds your every thought
You don’t know you’re deceived
Until you’re not good dog
Bad dog - they get to fightin’ in your head
The winner is the last one gettin’ fed
God is alive and my magic is no good
And He’s called me out on this walkabout
He leads me to water and
Traces each song line and I know to know His
Ways are higher than mine
So roll out the road rig, boys
We’ll sing with a grateful voice
Let all tears turn to gold
And the hell that’s raised
Lord, let it fade away
As Your glories unfold
Give us a part to play grant us another day
Let all tears turn to gold
And all the hell I’ve raised
Lord, let it fade away
As Your glories unfold
Give me a part to play grant me another day