West Coast High Rise (Instrumental) - The Hit Beat Makers

They say times are changing so we should change too Trade our Old Time Religion for something new Our faith is out dated why live in the past? Well my answer is simple so if you ask I still love to hear how Gods love paid the cost His passion was fastened by nails to a cross I still love the sound as the Saints start to sing Songs of the blood Jesus shed just for me I still love an altar where broken ones pray And find what is found in no other way It may be Old Fashioned but its real, still. So I'll stay on the Old Path that brought us this far That saved countless millions and reached hardened hearts Although times are changing forever will There'll still be one Savior one Calvary's Hill I still love to hear how Gods love paid the cost His passion was fastened by nails to a cross I still love the sound as the Saints start to sing Songs of the blood Jesus shed just for me I still love an altar where broken ones pray And find what is found in no other way It may be Old Fashioned but its real, still. I still love to hear how Gods love paid the cost His passion was fastened by nails to a cross I still love the sound as the Saints start to sing Songs of the blood Jesus shed just for me I still love an altar where broken ones pray And find what is found in no other way It may be Old Fashioned but its real, still. It may be Old Fashioned but it real, still.

For a second there I thought you disappeared It rains a lot this time of year And we both go together if one falls down I talk out loud like you're still around No, no And I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast I wish you would've put yourself in my suitcase I love you, standing all alone in a black coat I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast And if you shake her hard enough, she will appear Tonight, I think I'll be staying here And you never did like this town I talk out loud like you're still around No, no And I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast I wish you would've put yourself in my suitcase I love you, standing all alone in a black coat I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast Come on, everybody So, pack up the bags to beat back the clock Do I let her sleep or should I wake her up? You said "We both go together if one falls down" I talk out loud like you're still around No, no And I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast I wish you would've put yourself in my suitcase I love you, standing all alone in a black coat I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast Going back home to the west coast Going back home to the west coast