tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47811835134558869772011-07-30T09:48:45.237-07:00Stan C. Countzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14104456004230817655noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4781183513455886977.post-21580542355956962622008-06-11T10:49:00.001-07:002009-08-07T08:52:00.914-07:00<a href="http://betweenthethieves.blogspot.com/">BETWEEN THE THIEVES</a><br /><a href="http://ittakesmorefaith.blogspot.com/">FAITH, HOPE AND LOVE</a><br /><a href="http://catgotyertongue.blogspot.com/">INSPIRATION AND PERSPIRATION</a><br /><a href="http://tntbravo.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-is-vapor-never-let-anyone-steal.html">NEVER LET ANYONE STEAL YOUR DREAM</a><br /><a href="http://drsshoes.blogspot.com/">THE SHOES OF THE GREAT PHYSICIAN</a><br /><a href="http://thepeaceofjerusalem.blogspot.com/">PRAYIN' FOR THE PEACE OF JERUSALEM</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4781183513455886977-2158054235595696262?l=hesnotfinished.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Stan C. Countzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14104456004230817655noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4781183513455886977.post-6238921934559843602008-06-04T07:22:00.000-07:002008-06-04T07:26:27.264-07:00<span style="font-style:italic;">Lyrics by Stan C. Countz<br /></span><br />INTRO<br />My life was a sham; my tears ran like water<br />Like an innocent lamb led to the slaughter<br />I needed someone who would love me <br />Not try to push and shove me <br />Someone who would love me just as I am<br /><br />You know just where I stand <br />No need to wonder or guess<br />It may be hard to understand <br />I see myself as truly blessed<br />Nothin’ more and nothin’ less<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">CHORUS</span><br />Don’t think it strange or odd<br />What you see may not be what you get<br />I am who I am but, thank God<br />He’s not finished with me yet<br /><br />I won’t be puttin’ on the Ritz<br />Even if you try to call it quits<br />Throw tantrums or hissy fits<br />My love won’t change a bit <br /><br />I may be poor or filthy rich<br />Shop at the Dollar store<br />or Abercrombie and Fitch<br />Or I may not wear a stitch<br />But I’d rather fight than switch<br />My love won’t change a bit<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">CHORUS</span><br />Don’t think it strange or odd<br />What you see may not be what you get<br />I am who I am but, thank God<br />He’s not finished with me yet<br /><br />You may be a brain surgeon; you may be diggin’ a ditch<br />You may be a sweet young virgin or a brigand or a witch<br />But what you see may not be what you get<br />‘Cuz He ain’t finished with me yet<br /><br />Just because the shoe fits don’t mean we have to wear it<br />Grace is something we don’t deserve and can never merit<br />Why should we read His word if we never share it<br />Sometimes we just gotta grin and bear it<br /><br />I may sing like an angel or be way off pitch<br />I may be single or I may be hitched<br />No matter how I scratch my itch<br />But what you see may not be what you get<br />It’s easy to forget; no need to be too upset<br />‘Cuz He ain’t finished with me yet<br /><br />It’s a battle of wits and it’s no joke<br />Even if my dreams go up in smoke <br />Even if it seems I’ve lost my hope<br />I’ll count the cost and try to cope<br />Cuz I know…He ain’t finished with me yet <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />BRIDGE</span><br />So keep the main thing the main thing<br />May I be so bold as to hum or to sing? <br />You’re never too old or young to dream<br />But it’s never as easy as it seems<br /><br />So keep your feet on solid ground <br />And keep your eye on your goal <br />You were lost but now you’re found<br />He saved you and made you whole <br /><br />If you fan the flame, your fire will never grow cold<br />Get up off your seat and put your feet on the rock <br />The rock that doesn’t roll and He’ll save your soul<br />Or you’ll spend a lifetime dodgin’ the devil’s toll <br /><br />I’d like to try to hit it right out of the park<br />I’d like to believe I will leave my mark<br />I’m not just whistlin’ in the dark<br />I’m lookin’ for a brand, new start<br /><br />It’s more than circumstance<br />I’d like to have this dance<br />I may not have a chance <br />but at least I have a heart <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">OUTRO/CHORUS</span><br />You know right where I stand <br />No need to wonder or guess<br />I may need a helping hand<br />Nothin’ more and nothin’ less<br /><br />Don’t think it strange or odd<br />What you see may not be what you get<br />I am who I am, but, thank God<br />He’s not finished with me yet<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4781183513455886977-623892193455984360?l=hesnotfinished.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Stan C. Countzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14104456004230817655noreply@blogger.com0