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words and music by Kyle Knapp
Mom & Dad bought an old farm, across from Grandpa's Woods
And they called it Burr Oak Acres as they moved in for good
I suppose they could do better, for what they could afford to give
But it kinda' suits the way they like to live.
We shared coffee in the kitchen as the kids played in the barn
Or scrambled on the tractor, or ran around the farm
To build a home, or a memory, takes love and sweat and tears
I can see another chapter started here
And they called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods
And I kinda' wish I lived there, but I know I never could
I'd claim it for my own, but I'd prob'ly be misunderstood
They called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods
I found an old broken windmill, and I climbed up to the top
And I looked out over burr oak trees and fields of growing crops
Suddenly I felt so small, and all alone up there
Will I ever feel at home again anywhere?
Oh, they called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods
And I kinda' wish I lived there, but I know I never could
I'd claim it for my own, but I'd prob'ly be misunderstood
They called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods
Ain't it funny how time passes -
And you can never really go home again, no matter how you try
You just pray the door stays open, and Ma greets you with a smile,
"Coffee's brewin', come in and sit awhile"
And they called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods
A part of me will always live there, though I wonder how it could
I can visit here, but I won't stay any longer than I should
They called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods
© 1997 Kyle Knapp
words and music by Kyle Knapp
I used to be a lonely man, I lived inside a shell
I knew that I would surely die alone
But now I have a friend -
And I'm no longer walking on my own
Me and Jesus, we walk together
I'm hand in hand with the Father of us all
Me and Jesus, we walk together
And I won't stop walking 'till I hear that trumpet call
When I die I'm gonna live forever in the glory of the Lord
He's coming soon -
Meantime I've got faith in Him to give me peace of mind and more
And when He comes He'll rapture me away
Me and Jesus, we walk together
I'm hand in hand with the Father of us all
Me and Jesus, we walk together
And I won't stop walking 'till I hear that trumpet call
I feel His touch, and I hear His voice, so I know He's standing near
And someday soon, I'll see Him face to face
When I get home to heaven, no longer live in fear
And we all know there ain't no finer place
Me and Jesus, we walk together
I'm hand in hand with the Father of us all
Me and Jesus, we walk together
And I won't stop walking 'till I hear that trumpet call
Oh I just want to walk with You, Jesus...
© 1997 Kyle Knapp
words and music by Kyle Knapp
I've been down talkin' to the sea
Cruisin' down the road on a Saturday morn, feelin' like I've just been born
And this is what he said to me,
"Life has got so much in store for you, don't need to ask for nothin' more"
A seagull stopped by to say hello
And the air is fresh with the smell of spring, and I ain't worried 'bout anything
The only thing that matters is the goin'
But for right now I'll just sing my song, then I got to keep on movin' on
Yeah, for right now I'll just sing my song, then I got to keep on movin' on
We crossed the bridge up into Maine
And the lazy world is wakin', while the clouds are slowly breakin'
The sea don't care what's in a name
'Cause the more it's always changin', the more it all just stays the same
Yeah, the more it's always changin', the more it all just stays the same
I'm down here singin' to the sea
And the smell of seaweed's in the air, and the cold wind's blowin' thru my hair
I love to live a life that's free
I don't think about tomorrow, all I am is all I want to be
No, I don't think about tomorrow, all I am is all I want to be
All I am is all I want to be
All I am is all I want to be...
© 1997 Kyle Knapp
words and music by Kyle Knapp
Can love remain, though lovers change
And outgrow the dreams that they once shared?
It's living close to the edge, the unknown future to pledge
But baby we're the ones who dared
Listen, Gail, your love is all I'll ever need
I live to see that fire in your eyes
So here we go, hurtling headlong into oblivion
Will you hold onto me?
Can you be free when I belong to you and you belong to me
And we're promised for forever?
I want you to grow and to be everything your dreams can foresee
As we walk through life together
Listen, Gail, your love is all I'll ever need
I live to see that fire in your eyes
There's a light in you only I can see, hidden in your soul it calls to me
I long to set it free
There's forbidden fruit in the garden, and one can't help but wonder
Could I love somebody else as much?
Though temptation threatens to pull us apart, you know there's a secret place in my heart
That only you can touch
Listen, Gail, your love is all I'll ever need
I live to see that fire in your eyes
And don't you know when your body's touching mine, there's a passion holy and sublime
That I won't compromise
Through the years may the love we know keep burning strong
The promise in my heart and the fire in your eyes
Because it's true when your soul is touching mine,
There's a passion holy and sublime
That I won't compromise
...I won't compromise
© 1997 Kyle Knapp
words and music by Kyle Knapp
My children grew up in a house on Lincoln Boulevard
Shaded by glory days of old
Where lacy, petticoated debutants and dashing lads
Tophats and parisols once strolled
Ah, the world as we knew it was a simpler place to live in then
Old folks reminisce and say "Do you remember when
The park was green, the streets were clean
And girls were girls and men were men?
Life was good, and if I could you know I'd sure go back again
To Lincoln Boulevard
This street is home-
Of taxes poverty and crime
Once-
And stand, uneasy, side-
'Cause the world as we knew it was a simpler place to live in then
Old folks reminisce and say "Do you remember when
The park was green, the streets were clean
And girls were girls and men were men?
Life was good, and if I could you know I'd sure go back again
To Lincoln Boulevard
We hope to make things better someday, as we fight uphill
Declining values and slumlords
Working together we may triumph, but I wonder
Will former glory ever be restored
'Cause the world as we knew it was a simpler place to live in then
Old folks reminisce and say "Do you remember when
The park was green, the streets were clean
And girls were girls and men were men?
And if I could you know I would
But I can't go back again
To Lincoln Boulevard
© 1997 Kyle Knapp
words and music by Kyle Knapp
When the sky is gray, and storm clouds gather overhead
and the peace I knew is almost gone
My mind is filled with darkness, and it seems the night will never end
Can I find hope to carry on?
I'll wait upon the Lord
I'll wait upon the Lord
In a world that won't stop changing, can I really know true peace of mind?
Seems I'm always up against a wall
As a thousand circumstances press their demands against my time
Is there really room for rest at all?
I'll wait upon the Lord
I'll wait upon the Lord
I'll wait upon You, and I know that I will find
Your hand upon me, and Your Presense in my mind
Won't You whisper to me gentle words so strong and kind
How I long to know You, and so I wait upon you...
And in those priceless moments, when all my cares are far away
and Your peace and joy are real to me
I wonder why I worry over things that pass away
When I know Your love's forever free
I'll wait upon You, and I know that I will find
Your hand upon me, and Your Presense in my mind
Won't You whisper to me words of love so strong and kind
To know this peace I'm longing for,
I will wait upon the Lord
I'll wait upon the Lord
I'll wait upon the Lord
© 1997 Kyle Knapp
words and music by Kyle Knapp
I was workin' on a Dodge down at Ed's garage
When in walked Jennifer Gray
She was a hard-
And she had something to say
She said "I'm a qualified, certified, A-
Lookin' for some work to do
And I hear that you're an equal-
If I don't get a job I'm a-
Jennifer, Jennifer Gray
What in the world ever made you think
That you could get equal pay?
Well the boss'd rather see you stayin' home makin' babies
And helpin' them pick up their toys
But you just keep on keepin' on, mama
'Cause you're just one of the boys
"Well a woman ain't nothin' but trouble in a place like this!"
Said Mister Ed
But by the time that Jennifer Gray got through with him
He wished that he was dead
She called him a red-
And a few things I'd rather not repeat
And she said "I can do just as good as you, and maybe better!
If you don't like it, write your congressman a letter!"
Jennifer, Jennifer Gray
I'll hold down the fort while you go to court
And try to get equal pay?
And don't you worry 'bout Ed
Y'see, he just likes to make a lotta noise
And you just keep on keepin' on, mama
'Cause you're just one of the boys
Well I heard that Jennifer opened up a shop of her own
And it's doin' good
And when Mister Ed heard about it
I saw him knock on wood
Well her business started boomin' and I heard she paid
A little more than I got there
So I said "Sorry, Ed, but I'm gonna work for her, now;
And if you can't pray, well, I guess you better learn how"
Jennifer, Jennifer Gray
Just keep up your pace, and stomp on the face
Of whoever gets in your way
And if anybody gives you any trouble, just smile
And look 'em right between the eyes
And you just keep on keepin' on, mama
'Cause you're just one of the guys
© 1997 Kyle Knapp
words and music by Kyle Knapp
I searched the town up and down
Searched high and low
To find a special something
For a special someone I know
A special love, a special gift
You know it's hard to find
But here I go and still you know
You know it's on my mind
I wanna give you something
No one else could give you
Something that'll shine within you
Nothing less will do
I don't know how to tell you now
That you make me feel so fine
But everytime I look at you
You send shivers up and down my spine
And when I say "I love you"
The words can't even come close
But the feeling's there in the time we share
And I share with you the most
I wanna give you something
No one else could give you
Something that'll shine within you
Nothing less will do
Oooh, nothing less will do
© 1997 Kyle Knapp
music and music by Kyle Knapp
I watched him cross the freeway, he had a bundle on his back
but his shoulders bent from a far heavier load
She followed him a few resolute steps behind, her grim and hollow face
revealing she had nowhere else to go
Stranded by a circumstance, driven by despair,
They roam the landscape hoping that somewhere...
There's a harbor for the homeless, there's an overflowing cup,
There's a place to leave their burdens and their shame
A harbor for the homeless, an overflowing cup,
and simple ones who care in Jesus' name
They loiter on the railroad tracks, they sleep in your backyard
They're the ones we hope our children never meet
Haggard faces, hardened hearts -
Will we leave them at the mercy of the street?
Does it matter where they come from if they have no place to go?
Can we put away our pride and let them know...?
That there's a harbor for the homeless, there's an overflowing cup,
A place to leave your burden and your shame
There's a harbor for the homeless, there's an overflowing cup,
and simple ones who care in Jesus' name
It seems there are so few who care to reach out to "the least of these"
We say we believe, but we live just how we please
God has called the foolish ones to stupify the wise
and to show the Father's love to those in need
Close your eyes in safety, lay down your head in peace
You can feel the river rolling underneath
Its mighty waters lullaby that Christ Himself is near
In His arms your weary soul will find release
Are you holding on to nothing by a thin and fraying rope?
Won't you come inside and rest awhile in hope?
'Cause He's a harbor for the homeless, He's an overflowing cup
Taking on Himself your burden and your shame
Oh there's a harbor for the homeless, there's an overflowing cup
And simple ones who care in Jesus' name
©Kyle Knapp 7/26/93
music by Kyle Knapp, words from Matthew 6
Therefore I say unto you
Don't be anxious about your life, what you will eat, or what you will drink.
Nor about your body, what you will put on.
Isn't your life more than food? and your body more than clothing?
Look at the birds of the air,
For they neither sow nor reap, nor gather into barns,
Yet your heavenly father feeds them.
Are you not of more value than they?
And which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?
And why do you worry about clothing?
Consider the lilies of the field;
They toil not, neither do they spin,
And yet I say to you that even Solomon, in all of his glory,
Was not arrayed like one of these.
Now if God so clothes the grass of the field,
Which today lives, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire,
Will he not much more clothe you, oh you of little faith?
Therefore, don't be anxious,
Saying "what shall we eat?" or "what shall we drink?" or "what shall we wear?"
For after all these things the gentiles seek,
For your heavenly Father knows that you need these things,
But seek first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness,
And all these things will be added to you.
Therefore, don't be anxious about tomorrow,
Tomorrow will take care of itself...
© 1997 Kyle Knapp
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