Lyrics:
stepping out of line,
Everyone's agreed that everything will turn out fine.
Moving through the city, making all the rounds,
Trying different places, didn't
Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon
Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door
While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar
Hookers,
at me
And talk of love
Just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then strike a match and you will know
That you're in
Son of a gun we're gonna have big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux Fontaineaux the place is a buzzin' kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in
Sitting by a foggy window
Staring at the pouring rain
Falling down like lonely teardrops
Memories of love in vain
These cloudy days, make you
places in the Third World it might be difficult to dance to this because
the kerosene record player is not a very efficient device.. .And a lot of times
and be gay-o,
Son of a gun gonna have big fun on the bayou.
Brother Larry!
Fontainaux, Thibodaux, the place is buzzin',
People come to see Yvonne by
One by one they are disappearing
Time will keep me warm
Feel my face
Now the insects swarm
In the lowlands
Fear will take the place of desire
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
In the lowlands
Fear will take the place of desire
And we will fan the flames on high
Try for heavens sake
The sky fell underneath a blanket
In a perfect world, in another time
In a far off place we wouldn't need to justify
Everything we are
And all that we believe
We could finally be
Words and music by roddy frame
Like a child could have the trigger,
And the best man needn't fall,
To understand that heaven,
Could be any place
gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
(tony joe white)
Willie & laura mae jones
Were our neighbours a long time back
They lived right down the road from us
In a shack just like our
place, please don't kick me in my face
My race has been disgraced
Won't somebody testify? Kick a hole right in the sky
(Testify, testify, kick a hole
been in all these places
And I know
(Chicago) Chicago's all right
It's got the Wrigley Field and
Soldier's Field and Marshall Field
And it's
well, Fontainequx, the place is buzzin'
And Kinfolks come to see Yvonne by the dozen
You dress in style, you go hog wild and be gay-o
'Cause I am a son
and clean the bread from the sloppiest Joes
I got it in the hot and the cold, the mud in the rain
I stomach the pain, got more Bloods than the blood in my
Oh, come let ye be fortunate ones
I will stand in the breeze and be burned by the Sun
To trace me fingers along the one
Oh, Hell is a place I can reach
You know the first time I traveled
Out in the rain and snow
In the rain and snow
I didn't have no payroll
Not even no place to go
And my dear
She was the rose of Sharon from paradise lost
From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross
I was playing a show in Miami in the theater
You know the first time I traveled
Out in the rain and snow
In the rain and snow
I didn't have no payroll
Not even no place to go
And my dear
I'll carry your heart like a bridge
When you need all the time you can find to get the hurt out of your mind.
I'll watch the rain go by and give you
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