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Lyrics

AT THE END OF THE DAY
(Words and Music by Tennyson Walters)
 
Oooh, Oooh, Yeah Yeah
 
When the lights go out
You’ve completed your route
The bells have all tolled
The last drum rolls
When the curtain’s been drawn
Dusk eclipses dawn
You gave your last breath
You fought to the death
Now comes the reviews
By the sages who muse
What will be their verdict?
Now it’s full circuit
 
At the end of the day
What will people say?
When your life they survey
Microscopically weigh
Will your life count for something?
Or amount to nothing
Will they say you did good?
Did all that you could?
That you loved your neighbour
Reflect Christ the Saviour
Or will there be doubts?
Much to figure out
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
 
Our days are numbered
Somewhat encumbered
By the time and space
We fill then vacate
It’s incumbent on us
To be scrupulous
To give of our best
And nothing less
So when it’s all done
And The race has been run
If the truth be told
We will shine like gold
 
At the end of the day
What will people say?
When your life they survey
Microscopically weigh
Will your life count for something?
Or amount to nothing
Will they say you did good?
Did all that you could?
That you loved your neighbour
Reflect Christ the Saviour
Or will there be doubts?
Much to figure out
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
 
Oh Oh, At the end of the day
Of the day day day
At the end of the day
Will your life amount to something?
Can you say that you lived your life?
The way that you should?
Did you give all?
Did you give all you could?
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
 
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