Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home!
Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home!
I looked over Jordan and what did I see,
Coming for to carry me home?
A band of angels coming after me,
Coming for to carry me home.
If you get there before I do,
Comin' for to carry me home,
Tell all my friends I'm comin' too,
Comin' for to carry me home.
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The wine-ings of an anglophone francophile in the shade of the city of light.
Things About Me
- I know all the words to all the songs in 'Wicked', 'Rent', 'Chicago' and other geeky musicals
- I once sang in front of Bill Clinton.
- In winter I always wear two pairs of socks
- I never read novels in French
- I can make three different kinds of napkin shapes
- I hate dogs. Yes, all dogs. Yes, even your dog.
- I am a qualified SCUBA diver.
- I have no idea what music is in the charts
- I hate peas
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