In you, don't you? I can see my baby swingin' His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up On the balcony and I'm singing Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love I can see my sweet boy swayin' He's crazy y Cubano como yo lala On the balcony and I'm saying

And why should I spend time running for my life? And when the skies are open, we'll still be singing this I know they're coming for me, we're not the pitchfork kids Ooh, ooh, it's the loneliest life that we live Ooh, ooh, we're not running with the

Ye hum ho la lo Kwela man Ye hum ho la la Kwela, Kwela You gave it your life Long ago there was a sound in the night Kwela man, singing under the street light A cheap guitar, he gave his sorrow a smile And he sowed his songs in the alley ways mile upon

Home, home where I wanted to go You are, you are, you are And nothing else compares The lights go out and I can't be saved Tides that I tried to swim against Have brought me down upon my knees Oh I beg, I beg and plead, singing Come out of things unsaid

He got the action, he got the motion Yeah, the boy can play Dedication, devotion Turning all the night time into the day Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies "Be-Bop-A-Lula", "Baby What I Say" Here comes Johnny singing "I Gotta Woman" Down in the

Taken away to the dark side I wanna be your left hand man I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat because You're gonna sing the words wrong Lady, running down to the riptide Oh, and they come unstuck Oh lady, running down

Oh. All I could do, all I could do was cry. All I could do was cry. I was losing the man that I loved, I heard church bells ringing, I heard a choir singing. I saw my love walk down the aisle. On her finger, he placed a ring, oh, oh. I saw them holding

She’s been lonely and forgotten ever since But her beauty in the night light will remain Yeah will remain, dear Mary Jane A violet plucked from mother’s grave Oh hear Mary Jane Kelly So sad and singing sadly Ex-soldier Thomas Bowyer found you in the

For such a simple man I know it sounds absurd When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily Oh joyfully, playfully watching me But then

(Oh yeah) I'll be down by the river Waiting for the good Lord to pass my way Singing songs of joy on this lovely day I heard about this little tale long time ago But never had the faith to believe in my soul (yeah) Now mother sent to me three little