Lyrics:
Here comes the sun, doo, dun, doo, doo
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right
Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun
The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun
The heart
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon just to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist ever could paint
White faced cattle are
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist e'er could paint
White faced cattle lowin'
a swallow is resting
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Over the mountain watching the watcher
a swallow is resting
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Over the mountain watching the watcher
Ridin' down the canyon, to watch the sun go down
A picture, that no artist ever could paint
White faced cattle lowin' on the mountain side
I hear
And the Indian sun is rising
Instead of going down
Navajo, Navajo
The people call the people from
Ten thousand years ago navajo, Navajo
From the land
Here comes the sun, doo, dun, doo, doo
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right
Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little
a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist
Sun, sun, sun, babaé
Sun, sun, sun, babaé
Sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, babae
Sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, babae
Pájaro lindo de la madrugá'
Pájaro
a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist
Higher than the sun
Higher than the sun
Higher than the sun
Higher than the sun
Higher than the sun
Higher than the sun
Higher than the sun
Sun, sun, sun, babaé
Sun, sun, sun, babaé
Sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, babae
Sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, babae
Pájaro lindo de la madrugá'
Pájaro
Oh, Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun
Please shine down on me
Oh, Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun
Hiding behind a tree
These little children are asking you
and seafarers,
Artists and dreamers
Who need to be close, close to the light
They need to be in danger of burning by fire
And I, I want to get there
I, I want
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist 'ere could paint
White faced cattle lowing
the trail
Just to watch the desert sun go down
White faced cattle lowing, sagebrush everywhere
Granite spires are standing all around
I'll tell you
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon
To watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist 'ere could paint
White faced cattle lowin'
will
We think you have a problem
And this problem's made you ill"
The artist walks among the flowers
Appreciating the sun
He's out there all his
Sun tan toes, ticklin' the sand
Cold drink chillin' in my right hand
Watchin' you sleep in the evening light
Restin' up for a long, long night
shadows
Where they shouldn't be
We're interrupted by the heat of the sun
Trying to prevent what's already begun
You're just a body
I can smell your
In my eyes, indisposed
In disguises no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
In the sun, in my disgrace
Boiling heat, summer stench
'Neath
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