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Hey guys! This song is a cover of One Call Away by Charlie Puth, but my sister Keilah decided to change the lyrics to worship God. I decided to play the ukulele because I think it's a fun instrument. This Song is God singing to us, THANK YOU GOD! Hope you guys enjoyed it and leave comments below to tell us what songs you would like us to change the lyrics to. Thank you so much for listening and stay tuned! May Jesus Bless you all :) Love - Shiloh Lyrics: (chorus) I'm only one call awayI came down to save the daySuperman got nothing on meI'm only one call away   verse 1:Call me, say it, if you need a friendI just wanna give you loveCome on, come on, come onReaching out to you, so take a chance pre-chorus: No matter where you goJust know you're not alone (chorus) verse 2: Come along with me and don't be scaredI just wanna set you freeCome on, come on, come onYou are always on my mindFor now, we can stay here for a while, ay'Cause I wanna see you smile (pre-chorus) (chorus) bridge: And when you're weak I'll be strongI'm gonna keep holding onNow don't you worry, I'll be strongAnd when you feel like hope is lostJust run into my arms (chorus)  

The Gruffalo’s ChildThe Gruffalo said that no gruffalo shouldEver set foot in the deep dark wood.“Why not? Why not?” “Because if you doThe Big Bad Mouse will be after you.I met him once,” said the Gruffalo.“I met him a long long time ago.”“What does he look like? Tell us, Dad.Is he terribly big and terribly bad?”“I can’t quite remember,” the Gruffalo said.Then he thought for a minute and scratched his head.“The Big Bad Mouse is terribly strongAnd his scaly tail is terribly long.His eyes are like pools of terrible fireAnd his terrible whiskers are tougher than wire.”One snowy night when the Gruffalo snoredThe Gruffalo’s Child was feeling bored.The Gruffalo’s child was feeling braveSo she tiptoed out of the gruffalo cave.The snow fell fast and the wind blew wild.Into the wood went the Gruffalo’s Child.Aha! Oho! A trail in the snow!Whose is this trail and where does it go?A tail poked out of a logpile house.Could this be the tail of the Big Bad Mouse?Out slid the creature. His eyes were smallAnd he didn’t have whiskers – no, none at all.“You’re not the Mouse.” “Not I,” said the snake.“He’s down by the lake – eating gruffalo cake.”The snow fell fast and the wind blew wild.“I’m not scared,” said the Gruffalo’s Child.Aha! Oho! Marks in the snow!Whose are these claw marks? Where do they go?Two eyes gleamed out of a treetop house.Could these be the eyes of the Big Bad Mouse?Down flew the creature. His tail was shortAnd he didn’t have whiskers of any sort.“You’re not the Mouse.” “Toowhoo, not I,But he’s somewhere nearby, eating gruffalo pie.”The snow fell fast and the wind blew wild.“I’m not scared,” said the Gruffalo’s Child.Aha! Oho! A track in the snow!Whose is this track and where does it go?Whiskers at last! And an underground house!Could this be the home of the Big Bad Mouse?Out slunk the creature. His eyes weren’t fiery.His tail wasn’t scaly. His whiskers weren’t wiry.“You’re not the Mouse.” “Oh no, not me.He’s under a tree – drinking gruffalo tea.”“It’s all a trick!” said the Gruffalo’s ChildAs she sat on a stump where the snow lay piled.“I don’t believe in the Big Bad Mouse …“but here comes a little one, out of his house!Not big, not bad, but a mouse at least –You’ll taste good as a midnight feast.”“Wait!” said the mouse. “Before you eat,There’s a friend of mine that you ought to meet.If you’ll let me hop onto a hazel twigI’ll beckon my friend so bad and big.”The Gruffalo’s Child unclenched her fist.“The Big Bad Mouse – so he does exist!”The mouse hopped into the hazel tree.He beckoned, then said, “Just wait and see.”Out came the moon. It was bright and round.A terrible shadow fell onto the ground.Who is this creature so big, bad and strong?His tail and his whiskers are terribly long.His ears are enormous, and over his shoulderHe carries a nut as big as a boulder!“The Big Bad Mouse!” yelled the Gruffalo’s Child.The mouse jumped down from the twig and smiled.Aha! Oho! Prints in the snow.Whose are these footprints? Where do they go?The footprints led to the gruffalo caveWhere the Gruffalo’s Child was a bit less brave.The Gruffalo’s Child was a bit less bored …And the Gruffalo snored and snored and snored.