Elvis Presley - Working on the Building Lyrics
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Working on the Building
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What Are The Lyrics For Working on the Building By Elvis Presley?
I'm working on the building
It's a true foundation I'm holding up the blood-stained Banner for my lord Well I never get tired, tired, tired of working on the building I'm going up to heaven to get my reward I'm working on the building It's a true foundation I'm holding up the blood-stained Banner for my lord Well I never get tired, tired, tired of working on the building I'm going up to heaven oh yeah, to get my reward I'm working on the building It's a true foundation I'm holding up the blood-stained Banner for my lord Well I never get tired, tired, tired of working on the building I'm going up to heaven oh yeah, to get my reward I'm working on the building It's a true foundation I'm holding up the blood-stained Banner for my lord Well I never get tired, tired, tired of working on the building I'm going up to heaven oh yeah, to get my reward I'm working on the building It's a true foundation I'm holding up the blood-stained Banner for my lord Well I never get tired, tired, tired of working on the building I'm going up to heaven oh yeah, to get my reward |
Who Wrote Working on the Building By Elvis Presley?
Lillian Bowles, W. O. Hoyle
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What's The Duration Of The Working on the Building By Elvis Presley?The duration of Working on the Building is 1:52 minutes and seconds. |
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