After my Super Bowl "Madonna" post, I felt I needed some music
to cool me down. "COME, LORD JESUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

“At midnight the cry rang out: ‘Here’s the bridegroom! Come out to meet him!’

Odetta makes this into a "spiritual". Listen to the end.

The Midnight Special / Odetta



Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Midnight Special



Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Midnight Special

Lyrics:

Well you wake up in the mornin´ you hear the work bell ring
And they march you to the table to see the same old thing.
Ain´t no food upon the table and no pork up in the pan.
But you better not complain boy you get in trouble with the man.

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin´ light on me.

Yonder come miss Rosie, how in the world did you know?
By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand;
She come to see the gov´nor, she wants to free her man.

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin´ light on me.

If you´re ever in Houston, well, you better do the right;
You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all
Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down.
The next thing you know, boy, Oh! You´re prison bound.

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin´ light on me.

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin´ light on me

Rights go to their owners

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Frank Sinatra - Send in the Clowns (song about a "break-up")

Frank Sinatra - Send in the Clowns



A Song by Frank Sinatra.

Written by: Stephen Sondheim

Isn't it rich, aren't we a pair
Me here at last on the ground - and you in mid-air
Send in the clowns

Isn't it bliss, don't you approve
One who keeps tearing around - and one who can't move
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns

Just when I stopped opening doors
Finally finding the one that I wanted - was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines - nobody there

Don't you love a farce; my fault I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want - sorry my dear
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Don't bother they're here

Isn't it rich, isn't it *****
Losing my timing this late in my career
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns (there ought to be clowns)
Well maybe next year

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This is an "add on" to the post below:

Secret to joy: "Don't let others define you." (Especially about the "rapture"!) - 2 testimonies

James 4 (KJV)
13 Go to now, ye that say, To day or to morrow we will
go into such a city, and continue there a year, and buy
and sell, and get gain:

James 5 (KJV)
1 Go to now, ye rich men, weep and howl for your miseries
that shall come upon you.

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It's NOW down to the last few seconds!!!!!
VERY, VERY FEW are listening!!!!! VERY, VERY FEW IN
THE CHURCHES ARE LISTENING!!!!

They are listening to their preachers "hoping" that 2012
will be "good" for them.

We're about to move into a time:

"You know it's almost funny...
...but things can't get worse than now."
(Cycles sung by Frank Sinatra)