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written by Richard Ruane, copyright Okey Dokey Folkie Music (BMI)
The
joy it carries me I know, the joy it carries me. Anywhere
that I may go, the joy it carries me. The
time will come at last, our day spent here is past, still
I know I'll see, the
joy that carries me I know, the joy that carries me, the
joy that carries me I know, the joy that carries me. We
get the birds that sing in the spreading leaves, and
the joy it carries me. The
morning sun and the evening breeze, and
the joy it carries me. The
winter stars and the august moon, and
the joy it carries me. A
lover's touch and a mournful tune, and
the joy it carries me. There
may come a day, these things fade away, still
I know I'll see, the
joy that carries me I know, the joy that carries me, the
joy that carries me I know, the joy that carries me. Our
lives can get so hard at times, still
the joy it carries me. And
darkness seems to fill our minds, but
the joy it carries me. The
day will come at last, the hard times they are past, then
I know I'll see, the
joy that carries me I know, the joy that carries me, the
joy that carries me I know, the joy that carries me. |