Amys Favorite Songs.

Girl, I been thinkin' 'bout us And you know I ain't good at this stuff These feelings pilin' up won't give me no rest This might come out a little crazy A little sideways, yeah maybe I don't know how long it'll take me but I'll do my best If you'll be my soft and sweet I'll be your strong and steady You'll be my glass of wine I'll be your shot of whiskey You'll be my sunny day I'll be your shade tree You'll be my honeysuckle I'll be your honey bee Yeah, that came out a little country But every word was right on the money And I got you smilin' honey right back at me Now hold on cause I ain't done There's more where that came from Well you know I'm just havin' fun, but seriously If you'll be my Louisiana I'll be your Mississippi You'll be my little Loretta I'll be your Conway Twitty You'll be my sugar baby I'll be your sweet iced tea You'll be my ho

(Verse 1) Well a woman was healed when she touched the hem of His clothes That's just one of those stories that everybody knows Oh I know the facts but I'd love to feel what the blind man felt when his eyes were healed He went running through the streets to share (Chorus) I wish I could have been there When the thousands were fed with just two fish and some bread and see the little boy a packin' up the rest I wish I could have been there To see the lame that could leap and hear the dumb that could speak and see the multitudes of people Jesus blessed I wish I could have seen the stone that went a rollin' away when they looked inside the door to where the grave clothes lay I didn't see but I believe that He ascended in the air And I really wish I could have been there (Verse 2) When He commanded Lazarus to walk right out of His grave And in a Galilean storm He started calming the waves I wanna feel that breeze blowing on my face I wanna know the sm

When simon peter walked abreast, putting his faith up to the test He said master will thou bidst me come unto the Jesus said come, so peter went and when the faith he had was spent Peter sank low but jesus had waves roll under his feet Under his feet Under his, under yes under his feet There's not a problem that you'll face, he cannot meet Whenever you've waded out to far and problem to deep Remember when waves are over your head there under his feet Often we faint in trials soar, can't face our problems anymore Forgetting where ever we may go, he's been there before We should look up and praise the lord, he walks the waters and the shores, the heavenly breeze and the thundering seas are under his feet