R-O-C-K, R-O-C-K, rock. . Taking R from an eight to the bar eighty-eight. O from the told of the sax syncopated. C from the key of the six-strings guitar.
R-O-C-K, R-O-C-K, rock. . Taking R from an eight to the bar eighty-eight. O from the told of the sax syncopated. C from the key of the six-strings guitar.
Boogie, boogie-woogie. The boogie-woogie-woogie beat. . Down in Africa, many years ago. There lived a little fella named Zulu Joe. He took his tom-tom, a great big stick.
Oh, what a crazy party,. All the gang's here too,. The beat is really jumping,. Like a kangaroo,. I'm full of soda and potato chips,. But now I wanna get a taste,.
One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock. Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock. Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock rock. We're gonna rock around the clock tonight.
1st verse:. Birds are busy building nests in the tree branches. And all the squirrels are burying nuts before the winter hits. . Chorus:. Clouds roll by and the rivers they run,.
This world is got me in its grip. Ain't no way I can wriggle out. Sometime such a crazy lady. Makes wanna scream and shout. Chorus:. This world is holding all the keys.
There is a valley where the tree stand tall and an icy wind blows. Trees don't speak, but they speak to each other. Of the people long ago.. When the soldiers came and took away the villages one by one.
It'll be O.K.. On the healing day. No more goin' astray. On the healing day.. Yea we'll find our way. On the healing day. To where the children play. On the healing day..
It's time to leave and say goodbye,. at least for now. you fought the battle most of your life. and you still fight it now. soon you will be leaving for the coast.
The never ending happening. Of what's to be and what has been. Just to be a part of it. Is astonishing to me. The never ending happening. Of waves crashing against the cliffs.
JESUS, ETC.. Jesus, dont cry. You can rely on me honey. You can combine anything you want. Ill be around. You were right about the stars. Each one is a setting sun.
Listen now, listen now. To the high wind blowing. Through the tree. Listen now, listen now. All in between,. They got to fold. To make way,. For the little baby shoes.
There are miracles,. In the strangest of places. There are miracles,. Everywhere you go. I see fathers,. Hold a little child's hand. I see mothers,. Holding a little child's hand.
im a street sweeper in your city of dreams. yeah, im a street sweeper in your city of dreams. sweepin up the paper cups between the limousines. street sweeper in your city of dreams.
Light the candle, please dont speak. Open the window, let some air in. Im on the run, from the news on the TV. No lessons learned, all over the centuries.
At the end of the day. Aint nobody else. Gonna walk. In your shoes. Quite the way. You do. So be at Peace with yourself. And keep a spring in your heel.
Without work's calving increments. Or love's coltish punch. What would I be?. An animaless isthmus. Beyond the sea. . Oh bees only swarm when they're looking for a home.
Too many birds in one tree. Too many birds in one tree. And the sky is full of black and screaming leaves. The sky is full of black and screaming. . And one more bird.
You used to take me up. I watched and learned. How to fly. . No navigation system. Beyond our eyes. Watching. . I always went wrong in the same place.