We sang, we sang, we sang, and amazingly new trust grew, and indeed friendship blossomed.

And she sang I mean her whole body sang.

The birds sang.

She sang softly.

He sang a song.

He sang while working.

Nobody sang the old ones.

She sang better than him.

He sang some old songs.

This is a land, they sang,

Dick played the piano and Lucy sang.

We sang, danced and chatted after dinner.

He played the piano and she sang.

She played the guitar and he sang.

She sang a Japanese song for us.

In '95 they all sang the normal song.

They just sang the cool new west coast song.

Then they believed his words. They sang his praise.

Then they believed his words. They sang his praise.

Then believed they his words they sang his praise.

Then believed they his words they sang his praise.

Then sang Israel this song Spring up, well sing to it

Then sang Israel this song Spring up, well sing to it

So as Susan Boyle was saying that, 80,000 live audience sang together.

And the other women sang and they prayed for me and my mother.

He just sang Well, there's a long white robe in heaven, I know.

Then Deborah and Barak the son of Abinoam sang on that day, saying,

Then Deborah and Barak the son of Abinoam sang on that day, saying,

Then Israel sang this song, Spring up, O well sing ye unto it

Then sang Deborah and Barak the son of Abinoam on that day, saying,

Then Israel sang this song, Spring up, O well sing ye unto it

Then sang Deborah and Barak the son of Abinoam on that day, saying,

And as David Lee Roth sang in Just a Gigolo, I ain't got no body.

when the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?

when the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?

When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?

When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?

The Sleepy Giant, which is the song that I just sang, is one of his poems.

He kind of just snuck up behind us and he sang out in a low voice.

160 160 160 160 160 160 160 160 160 160 160 This is a land, they sang,

And at midnight Paul and Silas prayed, and sang praises unto God and the prisoners heard them.

And at midnight Paul and Silas prayed, and sang praises unto God and the prisoners heard them.

And the choir conductor there knew that I sang and invited me to come and join the choir.

And from all around as people started singing and answering back, he sang Good news, good news Chariot's coming.

When we thought Masiosare was the strange enemy, and we sang, with a childlike heart, a soldier in each son.