We are climbing Jacob's Ladder... Soldiers of the cross.
(Every verse goes up another key, but otherwise it's a pretty forgettable song of the type kids learned in Vacation Bible School and such places when I was a kid.)
Zacchaeus was a wee little man, And a wee little man was he. He climbed up in a sycamore tree For the Lord he wanted to see. And as the Savior passed that way, He looked up in the tree. And He said, "Zacchaeus, you come down For I'm going to your house today, For I'm going to your house today."
Climb, climb, I always climb out of bed in the morning on a mountain made of sand, and i know this doesn't rhyme, but the clutter on the table has been getting out of hand.
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Climb every mountain
Ford every stream
Follow every rainbow
'Til you find your dream
from The Sound of Music
Took my love, took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection on the snow covered hill
Till the landslide brought it down
Landslide
Stevie Nicks
Saxophone was blowin' on a rock'n'roll show
Climb in the back seat
Baby had a good time
"Hot Patootie," Eddie, in the Rocky Horror Picture Show
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever Young, Bob Dylan
We are climbing Jacob's Ladder...
Soldiers of the cross.
(Every verse goes up another key, but otherwise it's a pretty forgettable song of the type kids learned in Vacation Bible School and such places when I was a kid.)
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone
"Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds," The Beatles
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone
"Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds," The Beatles
The itsy, bitsy spider climbed up the water spout...
Zacchaeus was a wee little man,
And a wee little man was he.
He climbed up in a sycamore tree
For the Lord he wanted to see.
And as the Savior passed that way,
He looked up in the tree.
And He said,
"Zacchaeus, you come down
For I'm going to your house today,
For I'm going to your house today."
Climb, climb, I always climb
out of bed in the morning
on a mountain made of sand,
and i know this doesn't rhyme,
but the clutter on the table
has been getting out of hand.
by The Meat Puppets (a great 90's indie band)
Oh little playmate
Come out and play with me
And bring your dollies three
Climb up my apple tree
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