Bill og Gloria har skrevet over 600 sanger, med både tekst og melodi.

 Finsland Gaither-Music Club, FGMC, har som mål blandt annet
å gjøre  Gaither-musikken kjent for flest mulig
Medlemskap koster ingenting, og det er ingen forpliktelser til medlemskapet.
Men vi ønsker gjerne at dere promoterer Gaither-musikken, – og FGMC-klubben

Meld deg inn i klubben i dag!

 

I’m Gonna Sing

Sangen I’m Gonna Sing beskriver på en perfekt måte hvorfor vi holder på med FGMC.
Bill hadde ideen til teksten, Gloria skrev teksten, og Woody skrev melodien.

 

I’m gonna sing just as long as it takes for a song
To make sad, heavy spirits free
I’m gonna keep making music that carries the secret
That Jesus is liberty
I’m gonna turn off the sounds that would drag people down
To the pit of despondency
With the sweet happy tune
He is coming soon
For His children like you and me

It’s a song that’ll carry a message along
Through the densest of foggy nights
And a tune is the rope
That can throw a man hope
When he’s going down for the third time
It’s a sweet melody that can cut your heart free
From the chains of a past defeat
You can suddenly see through the sweet harmony
A path for your wand’ring feet

I’m gonna sing just as long as it takes for a song
To make sad, heavy spirits free
I’m gonna keep making music that carries the secret
That Jesus is liberty
I’m gonna turn off the sounds that would drag people down
To the pit of despondency
With the sweet happy tune
He is coming soon
For His children like you and me

 

Gi oss litt ROS eller RIS!

Don’t tell me the world is a hopeless old place
And I might as well give in
To the doom and gloom-life’s a waiting room
For the blow that’ll do us all in
I can’t sympathize when before my eyes
Is a hope shining as bright as day
I gotta follow the song that keeps drawing me on
With my feet dancing all the way

I’m gonna sing just as long as it takes for a song
To make sad, heavy spirits free
I’m gonna keep making music that carries the secret
That Jesus is liberty
I’m gonna turn off the sounds that would drag people down
To the pit of despondency
With the sweet happy tune
He is coming soon
For His children like you and me