Текст песни Tanita Tikaram - Yodelling Song
Tanita Tikaram - Yodelling Song слова песни
The first time you stole flowers from the graveThen, the second time, you shaved your head, you had been savedBy the very friendly, Jesus manAnd all he said, "Well, I`m your brother, man"In the winter time you - you wore patch-work hard-me-downsIn the summer time - you were all bronzed, while I was brownAnd they didn`t ask you where you got the candyNo, they didn`t ask you where you got the tanIn the morning time - we played travels in the seaIn the evening time - we had reduced the sea to meBut your mother saved us - from your daddy`s handYeah - your mother saved us - from your daddy`s handFrom your daddyFrom your daddyWith my adult mind -You know my body feels so strangeIf they`d only sign away my life to meI could be much sanerIf they`d only learn to let meFreedom seekThe world would be less meanBut they never know - how to let you goBut they never know - how to leace meYodel - eeYod - el - ee