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Jermyn Davidson 10-19-2008 02:13 AM

Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
This thread is for people to visit from time to time to post a song or lyrics to a song that they remember their Dad enjoyed.

Feel free to reminisce with us of the "good ol' days" concerning your Dad and the songs he knew and loved.

Songs and posts that serve as a tribute to Dad are welcome here as well.



For some folks, most memories of Dad are non-existent or, even bad. Feel free to use this thread to dedicate a song to him, granting him and yourself a release from the grip that pain and bitterness may have on your heart.

Jermyn Davidson 10-19-2008 02:24 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
I remember looking at the cover to this record. It was black with a few octagon shaped lights that were different colors. It was put out by HOB, I think.

It had, "Rev. Willingham" and "The New Walk" printed on the front of the cover. This was the second song on the 1st side of the record.


As a kid, I didn't like this song at all. Even now, I have to be in the "mood" for this kind of music in order to enjoy it.

When I listen to this, it makes me want to get closer to my Dad.

Maybe we can get closer, one day, if I listen to the music he loves.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gl2N5IAAbhg

All4one 10-19-2008 07:29 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
My dad always sang 'Just a closer walk with thee'.

jaxfam6 10-19-2008 07:51 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
I do not know what the actual name is so I will put both names.
I do not know for sure if this was his favorite but he used to sing it all the time, he and my uncle.

"LIFE IS LIKE A MOUNTAIN RAILROAD"
or
"LIFE'S RAILWAY TO HEAVEN"

Scott Hutchinson 10-19-2008 08:09 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
My Dad is a mandolin player,and I learned to play music from him.
I play alot of styles he doesn't care for.Coming up this kind of music was about all I heard.My Dad loves songs like this,you don't really hear this style too much any more.
My Dad sacrificed alot to get me musical instruments,he missed a house payment to buy me a amplifier for a bass guitar.
A few wks back I played guitar for him and his cousin who plays a five string banjo.
I cut my teeth on bluegrass music.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xDmfsUB0YQ

Scott Hutchinson 10-19-2008 08:13 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Jaxfam this is for you and your dad.
ttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-L1z-jytEJM

jaxfam6 10-19-2008 08:18 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Thank you Scott. Been a long time since I have heard that. Brought back a few memories. Of course my father and uncle did not do quite so good a job as this.
=)

Cindy 10-19-2008 09:56 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
I remember my Dad singing a song when I was really little.
Mares eat oats, and goats eat oats, and little lambs eat ivy.
A kid will eat ivy too, wouldn't you.

jaxfam6 10-19-2008 10:58 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Quote:

Originally Posted by cneasttx (Post 611772)
I remember my Dad singing a song when I was really little.
Mares eat oats, and goats eat oats, and little lambs eat ivy.
A kid will eat ivy too, wouldn't you.

my mom sang that to me only instead of goats eat oats it was "doe's eat oats"
she also sang one that went like this


Down in the meadow in a little bitty pool
Swam three little fishies and a mama fishie too
"Swim" said the mama fishie, "Swim if you can"
And they swam and they swam right over the dam
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
And they swam and they swam right over the dam

"Stop" said the mama fishie, "or you will get lost"
The three little fishies didn't wanna be bossed
The three little fishies went off on a spree
And they swam and they swam right out to the sea
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
And they swam and they swam right out to the sea

"Whee!" yelled the little fishies, "Here's a lot of fun
We'll swim in the sea till the day is done"
They swam and they swam, and it was a lark
Till all of a sudden they saw a shark!
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
Till all of a sudden they saw a shark!

"Help!" cried the little fishies, "Gee! look at all the whales!"
And quick as they could, they turned on their tails
And back to the pool in the meadow they swam
And they swam and they swam back over the dam
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
Boop boop dit-tem dat-tem what-tem Chu!
And they swam and they swam back over the dam.

but most of all I remember her singing

The Holy Hills

The holy hills of Heaven call me
To mansions bright across the sea
Where loved ones wait and crowns are given
When the hills of home start calling me

This house of clay is but a prison
Bars of bone hold my soul
But the doors of clay are gonna burst wide open
When the angel sets my spirit free
I’ll take my flight like a mighty eagle
When the hills of home start calling me

I see loved ones over yonder
Tears are gone and hearts are free
And from the throne of my Savior beckons
And the hills of home are calling me


I think Dottie Rambo used to sing that. Anyway I know it was about dad's but someone mentioned a song Mom always sang when I was younger and that got me going. More memories with her anyway. =)

jaxfam6 10-19-2008 11:07 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Dad did sing a song to me as a kid that was something like this.

I'll never marry a rich woman I'll tell you the reason why
She always has the money and she never wants to buy

I'll never marry a poor woman I'll tell you the reason why
She never has the money and she always wants to buy

I'll never marry a school teacher I'll tell you the reason why
She sits on a stool and acts like a fool and thats the reason

Well I'll never marry a Polish woman I'll tell you the reason why
She eats a barrel of sauerkraut and drinks the cistern dry

there were other lines he would put in there but I do not remember them all. Any else ever hear that? what is it from?

Scott Hutchinson 10-20-2008 11:06 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Here You Go Jaxfam6 Three Little Fishes.ttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MriXD6kkfCU

HADDOCK 10-20-2008 11:30 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
My dad loved "What a Day That Will Be", "Oh I want to See Him"; "I'll Fly Away". All of these songs were sung at his funeral.

I also remember him at Chrismtas singing "How'd You Like to Spend Christmas on Christmas Island"

My grandmother thought he sounded like Ernest Tubb when he sang.

When my oldest daughter was about 1 year old he would sing "Mama's Lil Baby Loves Shortenin' Bread" and she would dance.

Most of what I remember is dad going through the house singing songs that he made up -- just songs of thanksgiving to God for a beautiful day or whatever was happening in his life. No rhyme or rhythm - just Dad singing. I was often wakened by his voice on Saturday morning when I wanted to sleep in!

He also would walk outside during a thunderstorm and sing "How Great Thou Art"

Dad wasn't a great singer, probably not even a GOOD singer, but he believed in making a joyful "noise"!

Sam 10-20-2008 12:41 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
My Dad wasn't around much.
He had a drinking problem.
Some times several days would go by that I wouldn't even see him.

I remember when I was about 5 or 6 seeing him play his mandolin and sing "That Silver Haired Daddy of Mine." He also sang something about "many brave hearts are asleep in the deep, so beware, sailor beware...." or something like that.

I only saw my Dad's father once in my life. We were living in Illinois and one day he showed up at our door. I don't think he stayed long. From what I understand he was kind of a wanderer. His name was Sam Ellis and I was almost named after him and then later my wife gave me the name Sam. I think he showed up every so often and got his wife pregnant and then disappeared. My Dad's mom died when he was a teenager and I don't think he saw his Dad much after that. I mentioned to my Mom once that I had only seen Grandpa Ellis once in my life and that was when he showed up at our house in Illinois. She said that's the only time she had seen him.

My Dad was born in San Jose, California. At one time he lived in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan near the Indians. Later he lived in Iowa (he called it Ioway) and when his mom died, he and his brother and 3 sisters moved in with his aunt in Zion, Illinois. She was called "Aunt Lo" but I think she was also referred to as "Loweezy." She had two daughters. One was a missionary in Appalachia and the other lived in the Zion or Waukegan area of Illinois. They were influenced by the Christian Catholic Apostolic Church of Zion. As far as I can remember my Dad claimed to be an agnostic, but the Hospice chaplain said that he did make his peace with God before he died. Whenever I saw his aunt (which wasn't very often) she reminded me of an Indian. She had a round face and very black hair. All that happened long ago and the memories are hazy.

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=KSfAdA...eature=related

Sam 10-20-2008 12:51 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Our church, Bethel Tabernacle UPC in Racine, WI used to sing that song "Life's Railway to Heaven" or whatever as a congregational song. I still like it.

I wasn't raised in church. I became a Christian at age 17 and left home at 18 when I went to ABI. I have not had a lot to do with my family since then and now they are all gone.

I guess it's an age thing but I like the older songs. I like the Gaither videos and those kinda songs.

This is not a Gaither type song. It's called Soldiers Under Command.
The lyrics are:
We are the soldiers under God's command
We hold His two-edged sword within our hands
We're not ashamed to stand up for what's right
We win without sin, it's not by our might
And we're fighting all the sin
And the good book -- it says we'll win!

[Chorus]
Soldiers, Soldiers, under command
Soldiers, Soldiers, fighting the Lords battle plan

Are you a soldier under God's command
Help fight the good fight, join us while you can
The battle that's waiting is fought so easily
Through Him, without sin there is victory
And were fighting all the sin
And the good book -- it says we'll win!

Here is a video of it for those who may like the contemporary style instead of the Gaither stuff
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=55iADHOMNvs

Scott Hutchinson 10-20-2008 01:45 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Here is a very rare version of That Silvered Hair Daddy Of Mine.
This is rare because this was a country singer who recorded on the MOTOWN label which was a soul label.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=olO7Gffxttc

HADDOCK 10-20-2008 02:42 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
My Dad also used to sing to me as a little girl....

A tiny turned up nose
Two cheeks just like a rose
So sweet from head to toe
That little girl of mine

Two eyes that shine so bright
Two lips that kiss goodnight
Two arms that hold me tight
That little girl of mine

And when she climbs up on my knee
She means all the world to me
To me she'll always be
That little girl of mine.

HADDOCK 10-20-2008 02:43 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Quote:

Originally Posted by Sam (Post 612198)
I guess it's an age thing but I like the older songs.


I like the older songs, too.

StillStanding 10-20-2008 03:35 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
My father's favorite song to sing is "Something Gotta' Hold of Me!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NkzZgqrXHCo

Sam 10-20-2008 05:56 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
I didn't watch that whole video of "Something Got Ahold of Me."
It was different than I had heard it before.
This was from some play or production and from the wording I heard it seemed to be about the experience of a man known as Bro. Lee.

This is from pages 63-67 of The Phenomenon of Pentecost which was wrtiten by Bro. Frank Ewart.

It happened that a sister in the Lord from Los Angeles
who was affiliated with a small, colored Nazarene church,
visited with friends in Houston, Texas. She, like many
others, came under the sway of Brother Seymour’s gripping
personality. On her return to Los Angeles she told
the saints about a “very godly and humble man” she had
met in Houston. At once these colored saints sent an invitation
to this preacher to come and hold a meeting for
them. In due time he arrived. The first Sunday morning
he took Acts 2:4 for his text in that Nazarene church pulpit.
The saints were dumbfounded. They never heard
such a sermon before, and never expected it. He said that
when anyone received the baptism with the Holy Spirit
according to the original pattern, he would have the identical
experience with that which the disciples received on
the Day of Pentecost, and speak with new tongues just as
they did on that occasion.

When the meeting was dismissed, Brother Lee, a
much esteemed colored saint who was a member of the
Peniel Mission, invited Brother Seymour to his home to
take dinner. When they returned to the mission for the
afternoon service, the door was locked. Brother Seymour
asked the reason for this and was told that he was judged
to be a preacher of an utterly false doctrine. They would
not permit him to preach in their pulpit anymore. So
Brother Lee, solely out of Christian courtesy towards the
visiting preacher and not that he believed in his doctrine,
invited him to his home. Brother Seymour had no place
to live, and Brother Lee felt that he could not leave the
stranger homeless while he had a home. The saints who
had invited Brother Seymour left him stranded without
any money to return to Houston. Brother Seymour stayed
in his room and prayed. Brother and Sister Lee did not
feel good towards him, but they could not find it in their
hearts to command him to leave. They had an unwelcome
guest on their hands.

After a few nights in the home, Brother Seymour
asked them if they would join him in prayer when Brother
Lee would return from his daily work. This they did, and
immediately the Spirit of God began to take hold of their
hearts, and the hosts felt differently towards their
preacher guest. In a few days the saints from the little
church began to come around to learn whether the
stranger was still in town.

They found such a wonderful spirit of prayer in that
home that they also began to humble themselves before
the Lord. The Lord would impress everyone who came to
that home with the necessity of seeking His face in
prayer. The spirit of conviction seized every true saint, no
matter how they believed, and they would fall on their
knees and confess that God was in that place. They would
not receive this praying man’s doctrine, but they loved to
be near him and to pray with him.

Then came a new innovation. A Baptist, Sister
Asbury, came in and invited Brother Seymour and as
many as were hungry for more of God to hold the prayer
meeting in her home. So they began the protracted
prayer meetings in the home of Brother and Sister
Asbury at 214 North Bonnie Brae Street. These hungry
souls tarried day and night, and in the meantime the
Spirit of the Lord had inspired Brother Lee so that he was
in constant prayer. He was a janitor in the bank at
Seventh and Spring Streets for years. He said that he
used to go down into the basement of the bank and hide
away for hours and hours in deep, heart-searching meditation
and prayer.

One day the Lord gave him a vision. He plainly saw
two men come to him, and he was impressed that they
were Peter and John. He said that he was not asleep but,
like Peter on the housetop, had fallen into a trance. They
stood and looked down on him; then they lifted their
hands toward heaven and shook mightily under the
power of God and spoke in other tongues. He said that he
jumped up to apprehend them and to ask them some
questions, but they vanished. Brother Lee said that he
shook from head to feet under the power of God. When
he went home that night, he said to Brother Seymour, “I
know now how people act when they get the power of the
Holy Ghost.” Brother Seymour had previously explained
the manifestations of the Spirit to the group, but it had
sounded like idle tales and they could not understand it.
Brother Seymour could not impress the people, but after
Brother Lee had his vision a deeper hunger was stirred in
his heart, and when he related it, the saints began to
believe that he had outlined a real scriptural experience.
Brother Lee began to seek more earnestly than ever for
the baptism.

One evening he came in from his work and said to
Brother Seymour, “If you will lay hands on me I will
receive my baptism!” But Brother Seymour said, “No, the
Lord wants me to lay hands suddenly on no man.” Later
on in the evening, however, Brother Seymour approached
Brother Lee and said, “Brother, I lay my hands on you in
Jesus’ name!” Immediately Brother Lee fell under the
mighty power of God as though he were dead. Sister Lee
was so frightened that she began to scream and cry,
“What have you done to my husband?”

In a few minutes Brother Lee rose up and sat in his
chair. Brother Seymour said afterwards that he prayed
and asked the Lord to let him get right up as they all
seemed so scared, and the Lord could not finish the work
at that time. Brother Lee had a wonderful blessing which
was the prelude to a mighty baptism in the Spirit. After a
time Sister Farrow arrived from Texas, and Brother Lee
asked her to lay hands on him. She did and the same
thing happened; he dropped as one dead out of his chair,
but this time he began to speak in other tongues. He only
spoke a few words in tongues and got up. This puzzled
Sister Lee and her brother, and they asked if that was all
there was to a full and complete baptism. Brother
Seymour told them that there was only one baptism but
many fillings, and that Brother Lee would have lots of
manifestations from this day forward.

They went on over to the prayer meeting in Sister
Asbury’s home. When Brother Lee walked into the house,
he threw up his hands and began to speak in other
tongues. Six people were already on their knees praying,
and the power fell on them and all six began to speak in
tongues as the Spirit gave them utterance. This happened
on April 9, 1906. This was followed, as at Pentecost, by
a great noise that was spread abroad.

Scott Hutchinson 10-21-2008 09:46 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Here is proably my Dad's favorite instrumental number.Rawhide by Bill Monroe.
When I get a camera,I'll try to get some videos of my dad picking.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMqFOQ8LvTY

stmatthew 10-29-2008 07:09 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Here was my dad's favorite song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49iQut6K0qE

Sam 10-29-2008 08:30 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
The Goodmans were a favorite of mine.

We used to watch them on a tv program called Jubilee.

We used to play their 33 1/3 records on Sunday morning while getting 5 kids ready for Sunday School.

Scott Hutchinson 10-29-2008 08:38 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Here is a version by The Rebels Quartet.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZPmhHjV_vbY

Jermyn Davidson 11-07-2008 09:43 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPKuqIAA8ZU


I hung out with my Dad today. After a while, I got irritated but I was cramped in the backseat of his pick up with two other guys too.

Anyway, I still hear my Dad sing words from this song every once in a while.

Norman 11-07-2008 11:05 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
One song my Dad sung was The Last Mile of the Way. I haven't heard that song in many years.

Sam 11-08-2008 05:15 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Quote:

Originally Posted by Norman (Post 626444)
One song my Dad sung was The Last Mile of the Way. I haven't heard that song in many years.

I like that one too.
I thought about it just the other day.
The first song on the sound track for the new Billy Graham movie is "Over the Next Hill We'll Be Home." When I hear it I think of "The Last Mile of the Way."
I'll be 71 years old in less than a month. Age has affected me. My joints are stiff and sore from arthritis. I can't grip things and I can't lift things. I can't walk 5 miles a day like I could just a few years ago. I seem to get winded and to tire easily. But, inside I have hope. I feel like this whole thing is about to wrap up. It's like going back to where I lived as a boy and seeing familiar landmarks and knowing that I'm almost there.

Sam 11-08-2008 05:22 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Quote:

Originally Posted by Sam (Post 626692)
I like that one too.
I thought about it just the other day.
The first song on the sound track for the new Billy Graham movie is "Over the Next Hill We'll Be Home." When I hear it I think of "The Last Mile of the Way."
I'll be 71 years old in less than a month. Age has affected me. My joints are stiff and sore from arthritis. I can't grip things and I can't lift things. I can't walk 5 miles a day like I could just a few years ago. I seem to get winded and to tire easily. But, inside I have hope. I feel like this whole thing is about to wrap up. It's like going back to where I lived as a boy and seeing familiar landmarks and knowing that I'm almost there.

Brooks and Dunn sing "Over the Next Hill (We'll Be Home)" on the sound track. I tried to find it in You Tube but couldn't. It was written by Johnny Cash and I did find it by him

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4K5upGpLYM

Ritamuffin57 11-23-2008 12:46 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
My dad always wanted me to play "In the Garden" on the organ at home as he stood by me and sang. I also remember him working in the basement usually building something for the home and singing "Power in the Blood." As for mom I remember her singing "In that City Where the Lamb is the Light" and "Back Home Again in Indiana" (my dad's work moved us from her Hoosier home to the Keystone State.

Cindy 11-23-2008 01:00 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Quote:

Originally Posted by Sam (Post 612354)
I didn't watch that whole video of "Something Got Ahold of Me."
It was different than I had heard it before.
This was from some play or production and from the wording I heard it seemed to be about the experience of a man known as Bro. Lee.

This is from pages 63-67 of The Phenomenon of Pentecost which was wrtiten by Bro. Frank Ewart.

It happened that a sister in the Lord from Los Angeles
who was affiliated with a small, colored Nazarene church,
visited with friends in Houston, Texas. She, like many
others, came under the sway of Brother Seymour’s gripping
personality. On her return to Los Angeles she told
the saints about a “very godly and humble man” she had
met in Houston. At once these colored saints sent an invitation
to this preacher to come and hold a meeting for
them. In due time he arrived. The first Sunday morning
he took Acts 2:4 for his text in that Nazarene church pulpit.
The saints were dumbfounded. They never heard
such a sermon before, and never expected it. He said that
when anyone received the baptism with the Holy Spirit
according to the original pattern, he would have the identical
experience with that which the disciples received on
the Day of Pentecost, and speak with new tongues just as
they did on that occasion.

When the meeting was dismissed, Brother Lee, a
much esteemed colored saint who was a member of the
Peniel Mission, invited Brother Seymour to his home to
take dinner. When they returned to the mission for the
afternoon service, the door was locked. Brother Seymour
asked the reason for this and was told that he was judged
to be a preacher of an utterly false doctrine. They would
not permit him to preach in their pulpit anymore. So
Brother Lee, solely out of Christian courtesy towards the
visiting preacher and not that he believed in his doctrine,
invited him to his home. Brother Seymour had no place
to live, and Brother Lee felt that he could not leave the
stranger homeless while he had a home. The saints who
had invited Brother Seymour left him stranded without
any money to return to Houston. Brother Seymour stayed
in his room and prayed. Brother and Sister Lee did not
feel good towards him, but they could not find it in their
hearts to command him to leave. They had an unwelcome
guest on their hands.

After a few nights in the home, Brother Seymour
asked them if they would join him in prayer when Brother
Lee would return from his daily work. This they did, and
immediately the Spirit of God began to take hold of their
hearts, and the hosts felt differently towards their
preacher guest. In a few days the saints from the little
church began to come around to learn whether the
stranger was still in town.

They found such a wonderful spirit of prayer in that
home that they also began to humble themselves before
the Lord. The Lord would impress everyone who came to
that home with the necessity of seeking His face in
prayer. The spirit of conviction seized every true saint, no
matter how they believed, and they would fall on their
knees and confess that God was in that place. They would
not receive this praying man’s doctrine, but they loved to
be near him and to pray with him.

Then came a new innovation. A Baptist, Sister
Asbury, came in and invited Brother Seymour and as
many as were hungry for more of God to hold the prayer
meeting in her home. So they began the protracted
prayer meetings in the home of Brother and Sister
Asbury at 214 North Bonnie Brae Street. These hungry
souls tarried day and night, and in the meantime the
Spirit of the Lord had inspired Brother Lee so that he was
in constant prayer. He was a janitor in the bank at
Seventh and Spring Streets for years. He said that he
used to go down into the basement of the bank and hide
away for hours and hours in deep, heart-searching meditation
and prayer.

One day the Lord gave him a vision. He plainly saw
two men come to him, and he was impressed that they
were Peter and John. He said that he was not asleep but,
like Peter on the housetop, had fallen into a trance. They
stood and looked down on him; then they lifted their
hands toward heaven and shook mightily under the
power of God and spoke in other tongues. He said that he
jumped up to apprehend them and to ask them some
questions, but they vanished. Brother Lee said that he
shook from head to feet under the power of God. When
he went home that night, he said to Brother Seymour, “I
know now how people act when they get the power of the
Holy Ghost.” Brother Seymour had previously explained
the manifestations of the Spirit to the group, but it had
sounded like idle tales and they could not understand it.
Brother Seymour could not impress the people, but after
Brother Lee had his vision a deeper hunger was stirred in
his heart, and when he related it, the saints began to
believe that he had outlined a real scriptural experience.
Brother Lee began to seek more earnestly than ever for
the baptism.

One evening he came in from his work and said to
Brother Seymour, “If you will lay hands on me I will
receive my baptism!” But Brother Seymour said, “No, the
Lord wants me to lay hands suddenly on no man.” Later
on in the evening, however, Brother Seymour approached
Brother Lee and said, “Brother, I lay my hands on you in
Jesus’ name!” Immediately Brother Lee fell under the
mighty power of God as though he were dead. Sister Lee
was so frightened that she began to scream and cry,
“What have you done to my husband?”

In a few minutes Brother Lee rose up and sat in his
chair. Brother Seymour said afterwards that he prayed
and asked the Lord to let him get right up as they all
seemed so scared, and the Lord could not finish the work
at that time. Brother Lee had a wonderful blessing which
was the prelude to a mighty baptism in the Spirit. After a
time Sister Farrow arrived from Texas, and Brother Lee
asked her to lay hands on him. She did and the same
thing happened; he dropped as one dead out of his chair,
but this time he began to speak in other tongues. He only
spoke a few words in tongues and got up. This puzzled
Sister Lee and her brother, and they asked if that was all
there was to a full and complete baptism. Brother
Seymour told them that there was only one baptism but
many fillings, and that Brother Lee would have lots of
manifestations from this day forward.

They went on over to the prayer meeting in Sister
Asbury’s home. When Brother Lee walked into the house,
he threw up his hands and began to speak in other
tongues. Six people were already on their knees praying,
and the power fell on them and all six began to speak in
tongues as the Spirit gave them utterance. This happened
on April 9, 1906. This was followed, as at Pentecost, by
a great noise that was spread abroad.

What a great report Sam.

Scott Hutchinson 11-23-2008 01:26 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
For you RITAMUFFIN57.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSplB8CnLao

Ritamuffin57 11-23-2008 02:23 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
That made my day! Blessings to you!

Sam 11-23-2008 04:28 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
I just listened to that one by Johnny and June Cash again, Over the Next Hill We'll Be Home.

Folks, we've got a great hope.
We've got a great day ahead of us.
Hang in there.
It can't go on much longer.

ILG 11-23-2008 04:47 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
My Dad enjoys Ray Conniff:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QE4_lQuwMhU

ILG 11-23-2008 04:50 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
And Al Hirt

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=58P5PAKSjyA

Falla39 11-23-2008 06:16 PM

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Quote:

Originally Posted by Norman (Post 626444)
One song my Dad sung was The Last Mile of the Way. I haven't heard that song in many years.

Norman,

I can still hear your Dad sing "The Last Mile of The Way" while playing
his guitar. He baptized two younger siblings and I in the summer of 1953
under the spillway of Lake Lavon., between Lavon and Wylie, Texas.

Hugs,

Falla39

Norman 11-23-2008 07:55 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
I wish I had recorded him singing that. Sometimes we don't think of things until it's too late.

Sam 11-23-2008 09:12 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Quote:

Originally Posted by Norman (Post 638801)
I wish I had recorded him singing that. Sometimes we don't think of things until it's too late.

Isn't it sad how much we're missing now because we didn't take time to listen to and write down or record back then?

Scott Hutchinson 11-23-2008 09:25 PM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Here we go,The Last Mile Of the way.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCioc9FKuEc

Jermyn Davidson 11-24-2008 07:33 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
This would be the only Gaither's song I remember singing around the house.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3eNb...eature=related

Cindy 11-24-2008 08:50 AM

Re: Songs My Dad Enjoyed
 
Does anyone remember the Chuck Wagon Gang? My mom loved their singing.


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