All Hands On Deck - Dogwood

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All Hands On Deck
Sailing these seas alone.
I've realized I could never make it on my own, conclusion from experience.
This ark of mine has sprung a leak, to think I built my body weak.
I need your help to make me right...

I'm the captain of this paper boat, that cannot stay afloat without your love...
You're love perfect.
I'll recollect and then reflect, the blessings you have given to me.
Friend we must try to, stand tall, stand proud, let the Lord declare out loud,
the things He's done inside our lives.


The tide now rise, washing away this boat of mine that was pushed by my pride.
I raise my flag of repentance. I surrender all to you. I can't weather these storms alone...
I'm the captain of this paper boat that cannot stay afloat without your love...

You're love perfect.
I'll recollect and then reflect, the blessings you have given to me.
Friend we must try to, stand tall, stand proud, let the Lord declare out loud,
the things He's done inside our lives.

Lord you're the Captain that I wish that I could be
and I will sail with you forever more from this day forward.

All hands on deck...


You're love perfect.
I'll recollect and then reflect, the blessings you have given to me.
Friend we must try to, stand tall, stand proud, let the Lord declare out loud,
the things He's done inside our lives.

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The well-oiled machine known as Dogwood has been bringing misery to soundmen and venue owners for almost eight years now. We have our six-stringed wizardry by way of Daniel Montoya, who commands the searing riffs and power chords to spew forth from his axe with unbridled assault. At the low end of the battlefield, we have Rob Hann on Bass, who caresses the smoothness and science that such a lovely instrument deserves. To add to this team of specialists, we have an extraordinarily adept drummer, who performs beats which make you feel like he is slapping you in the chest with a Buick, then makes you think you are floating face up in the Caspian Sea after a torrential downpour. My name is Josh Kemble, and my job is the singing and barbecuing. Dogwood is comprised of four men who love life and love to play music.
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