Rufus Wainwright - I'll Build A Stairway to Paradise Lyrics
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I'll Build A Stairway to Paradise
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What Are The Lyrics For I'll Build A Stairway to Paradise By Rufus Wainwright?
All you preachers who delight in panning the dancing teachers,
Let me tell you there are a lot of features Of the dance that carry you through the gates of Heaven It's madness to be always sitting around in sadness, When you could be learning the steps of gladness You'll be happy when you can do just six or seven Begin today, you'll find it's nice, the quickest way to paradise When you practice, here's the thing to do, simply say as you go I'll build a stairway to paradise with a new step every day I'm going to get there at any price Stand aside, I'm on my way I've got the blues and up above it's so fair Shoes, go on and carry me there I'll build a stairway to paradise with a new step every day I'll build a stairway to paradise with a new step every day I'm going to get there at any price Stand aside, I'm on my way I've got the blues and up above it's so fair Shoes, go on and carry me there I'll build a stairway to paradise with a new step every day |
Who Wrote I'll Build A Stairway to Paradise By Rufus Wainwright?
Arthur Francis, B.g. Desylva, George Gershwin
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What's The Duration Of The I'll Build A Stairway to Paradise By Rufus Wainwright?The duration of I'll Build A Stairway to Paradise is 3:12 minutes and seconds. |
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