Sweet Beulah Land
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Squire Parsons 1. I'm kind of homesick for a country, to which I've never, been before. No sad goodbyes, will there be spoken. For time won't matter, any more. Chorus Buelah Land. I'm longing for you. And someday, on thee I'll stand. Where my home, shall be eternal. Buelah Land, Sweet Buelah Land. 2. I'm looking now, across the river. Where my faith, shall end inside. There's just a few, more days to labor, and we will take, our heavenly flight. |
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