Number of Lyrics in Album : 5
By Bill Withers, Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
It's not warm when she's
By Bill Withers, Grandma's hands
Clapped in church on Sunday morning
Grandma's hands
Played the tambourine
By Bill Withers, I can't write left-handed.
Would you please write a letter-write
By Bill Withers, Sometimes in our lives
we all have pain
we all
By Bill Withers, 'My friends feel it’s their appointed duty
They keep trying to