It had rained for 3 days straight
But
Good morning little schoolgirl, good morning little schoolgirl
Can I go
It's my own fault, babe
Treat me the way you wanna
I was born in a crossfire hurricane, well
And I howled
when you're feeling sad and lonely
and you're troubled too
dont believe
Lord my mother she done told me and my father
As time begins to burn itself upon me
And the days
Woke up inside myself this morning, uncertainty all around
Got straight
Down on the limb
Down on the limb
I didn't want to
Shine on, prodigal son.
Gotta have your morning glory
Keep on having
I couldn't stop movin' when I first took hold
It was