Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died From a stray bullet Explaining to her was a passerby Who saw the woman cry (cry) How can she work it out Now she knows that the wages of sin is death, yeah! Gift of Jah

She forgives me when I can't I'm a long-gone Waylon song on vinyl And loves me like Jesus does All the crazy in my dreams Yeah, she knows the man I ain't 'Cause she loves me like Jesus does I'm a back row sinner at a tent revival But she believes in me

I can't let I can't let her get away If I let her get away Can't let go I thought she had to have it Since the first time she came Who knows the situation Mysteries do remain And now I wonder why

Everybody says she's lookin' good And the lady knows it's understood I know a thing or two about her I know she'll only make you cry She'll let you walk the street beside her But when she wants she'll pass you by She wears her satins like a lady She gets

Every time it rains Dust can't dry Rust takes hold See it in the sky You want to go Clouds come Standing in the doorway You run, why you want to run away Sky falls, take it as a sign Who knows what I am gonna find

Oh there she goes, she goes, Got a taste of a rocking band, Standing there holding out your hand, Better lock up all your doors, She's like a spinning dynamo, You're handing out the token prize, Giving you a brand new ride, And nobody knows where she

Wake up, wake up Let's go, I don't care who knows it Oh, that sunshine is shining in, shining I'm an apple dripping man Just like the feet that tapped: "Take me home" We built the mountains to stand up where he knows All the sheep that showed don't care

Shorty hitting me up Says she wanna re-up Knows I got the best in town 'Cause when she get the shivers She knows that I deliver I'm the one who holds her down She's about to break Break, break, break, break And I won't let her wait

Hmhmhmhm ah ah I love him from the skin to my bones, ah But I don’t wanna miss home, ah There’s nothing to save and he knows, ah I’ll just runaway in the overnight "How long you leaving?" "Well Dad just don’t expect me back this evening Oh it could take

You do the talkin' I'll do the driving, you get us going Play us a summer song that she knows and I'll find a spot, I'll pull it over You slow it down and I'll pull her closer I'll find the moon and you bring the backbeat You set the mood, we'll dance in