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The Box

On the top shelf in the closet,
In the workshop where he spent his extra time
Was a dust wooden box
that I had never noticed 'til that time
 
And we set on the table
and carefully, we opened up the top
And stared into the memory
Daddy kept inside the box
 
There was a letter from Mama,
When she went out to Reno
To help her sister out in '62
 
And a flower from Hawaii,
when they went on vacation
It was the first time that my daddy ever flew
 
And the pocket knife I gave
To him on Father's Day
Years ago, I thought it had been lost
 
We all thought his heart was made of solid rock
But that was long before we found the box
 
I guess we always knew it_
but 'I love you' was hard for him to say
Some men show it easily
and some just never seem to find the way
 
But that night I began to see
the softer side of some I had lost
I saw the love he kept inside the first time,
when we opened up the box
 
There was a picture that was taken,
when he and Mom were datin'
Standing by his 1944 [1940 Ford?]
 
And a faded leather Bible,
He got when he was baptized
I guess no one understood him like the Lord
 
And the poem that he had written,
About his wife and children
The tender words he wrote were quite a shock
 
We all thought his heart was made of solid rock
But that was long before we found the box
 
We all thought his heart was made of solid rock
But that was long before we found the box
 

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Wait a minute for Country

[Verse 1]
 
Wait a minute for Country
before you go away
Wait a minute for Country,
hear what he has to say
Maybe he didn't mean what he did
Maybe the reasons are better hid, oh!
Wait a minute for Country,
let him have his day.
 
[Verse 2]
 
A second chance for Country
Would only be fair
A second chance for Country
Would let him know you care
Don't believe all that you always hear
All that you see may be sincere, oh!
Second chance for Country,
let him have his day.
 
[Bridge]
 
There he comes walking down the street
Go halfway and then you meet,
shake his hand and understand
he's a good guy too, just like you
 
[Verse 3]
 
Wait a minute for Country
before you go away
Wait a minute for Country,
hear what he has to say
Maybe he didn't mean what he did
Maybe the reasons are better hid, oh!
Wait a minute for Country,
let him have his day.
 
[Coda]
 
Wait a minute for Country
let him have his day
Wait a minute for Country
let him have his day
 

Fuckin 'n' Rollin

Huhhhuhhh, huhhhuhhh
Huhhhuhhh, huhhhh
Fantastic
Huhhhuhhh
 
Fantastic, huhhhuhhh
 
I've been waiting to find it
You've been waiting to fight
I've been waiting to find it
You've been waiting to fight
Huhhhuhhh, huhhhuhhh
Huhhhuhhh
 
(hey!)
I've been waiting to find it
You've been waiting to fight
I've been waiting to find it
You've been waiting to fight
 
Fuckin' 'n' rollin'
Roll in the night
Fuckin' 'n' rollin'
Just feels right
Fuckin' 'n' rollin'
Roll in the night
Fuckin' 'n' rollin'
Just feels right
 
Fuckin' 'n' rollin'...
Roll in the night...
Fuckin' 'n' rollin'...
Just feels right...
 

The Letter

[Company]
Most honourable Judge Turpin
Most honourable
Honourable
 
I venture thus to write you this
Urgent
Note to warn you
That the hot blooded
Young
Sailor
Has abducted your ward Johanna
 
Johanna
Johanna
 
From the institution where you
So wisely
Confined her
But, hoping to earn your favour
I have persuaded the boy lodge her here tonight
At my tonsorial parlor
In Fleet Street
 
If you want her again in your arms
Hurry
After the night falls
She will be waiting
Waiting
 
Your obedient humble servant
 
[Todd]
Sweeney Todd
 

The Night Before Christmas

T'was the night before Christmas,
He lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house,
Made of plaster and stone.
 
I had come down the chimney,
With presents to give,
And to see just who,
In this home did live.
 
I looked all about,
A strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents,
Not even a tree.
 
No stocking by the mantle,
Just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures,
Of far distant lands.
 
With medals and badges,
Awards of all kinds,
A sober thought,
Came through my mind.
 
For this house was different,
It was dark and dreary,
I found the home of a soldier,
Once I could see clearly.
 
The soldier lay sleeping,
Silent, alone,
Curled up on the floor,
In this one bedroom home.
 
The face was so gentle,
The room in such disorder,
Not how I pictured,
A Canadian soldier.
 
Was this the hero,
Of whom I'd just read?,
Curled up on a poncho,
The floor for a bed?
 
I realized the families,
That I saw this night,
Owed their lives to these soldiers,
Who were willing to fight.
 
Soon round the world,
The children would play,
And grownups would celebrate,
A bright Christmas Day.
 
They all enjoyed freedom,
Each month of the year,
Because of the soldiers,
Like the one lying here.
 
I couldn't help wonder,
How many lay alone,
On a cold Christmas Eve,
In a land far from home.
 
The very thought brought
A tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees,
And started to cry.
 
The soldier awakened,
And I heard a rough voice,
'Santa, don't cry.
This life is my choice.
 
I fight for freedom, I
don't ask for more,
My life is my God,
My country, my corps.'
 
The soldier rolled over,
And drifted to sleep,
I couldn't control it,
I continued to weep.
 
I kept watch for hours,
So silent and still,
And we both shivered,
From the cold night's chill.
 
I didn't want to leave,
On that cold, dark night,
This guardian of honor,
So willing to fight.
 
Then the soldier rolled over,
With a voice, soft and pure,
Whispered, 'Carry on Santa,
It's Christmas Day, all is secure.'
 
One look at my watch,
And I knew he was right,
'Merry Christmas my friend,
And to all a good night.'