Hallelujah!
My fave hymn was "Autumn Days" as it didn't have any mention of God or Jesus in it. Which I suppose just makes it a song.
( e.m.m.y. foxtrot uniform charlie kilo india tango, Thu 13 Jun 2013, 16:34, 1 reply)

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Autumn days, when the grass is jewelled
And the silk inside a chestnut shell
Jet planes meeting in the air to be refuelled
All these things I love so well

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Clouds that look like familiar faces
And a winter’s moon with frosted rings
Smell of bacon as I fasten up my laces
And the song the milkman sings.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Whipped-up spray that is rainbow-scattered
And a swallow curving in the sky
Shoes so comfy though they’re worn out and they’re battered
And the taste of apple pie.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Scent of gardens when the rain’s been falling
And a minnow darting down a stream
Picked-up engine that’s been stuttering and stalling
And a win for my home team.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

It's a perfect b3ta song, as it mentions food.
( The Great Architect is still waiting for his account to be deleted on, Thu 13 Jun 2013, 19:07, closed)

MmmmMMmm
Bacon and pie, two things for which we should all be truely grateful.

However I have to admit that I've never seen a jet plane being refuelled and I can't imagine how this might be a sight so wonderful as to offer up a song of thanks.

I might change it to something I can really appreciate like...
"The smell of petrol as the mower is refuelled"
( e.m.m.y. foxtrot uniform charlie kilo india tango, Fri 14 Jun 2013, 14:02, closed)

"..
All these things I love so well

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t f..."

argh! it's infectious to just keep singing it.
( The Great Architect is still waiting for his account to be deleted on, Fri 14 Jun 2013, 14:41, closed)