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Patsy Cline Sang like a sparrow To heal our fights As parliament smoke Would come alive Like an M16 held by a juvenile Just trying to get home Fly away Demons and heartache I send your way All of the time Heaven awaits Your kind as my kind Hides and prays Until that final curtain call I beg your forgiveness And I won't let you down I’ll hold you close, hope for the best, darlin' When those trumpets sound Can't you feel the winds a-blowing? And the rivers overflowing? There’s no denying I did you wrong I can't make it right, I can't make it right Letras de canciones I beg your forgiveness And I won't let you down I'll hold you close, hope for the best, darlin' When those trumpets sound Patsy Cline sang like a sparrow To heal our fights with parliament smoke From Letras Mania