(Instrumental)
There must be some kind of way out of here
Said
The night I was born
Lord the moon turned a fire
Yeah, sing the song, Bro'
If the sun refuse to shine,
I
Izabella
Girl, I dream about you every night
every night
hey, Girl you
Mamma, mamma ?hasn’t / had them? take one
Ooh yeah
Whoa ooh
Once I had woman
Lord knows she was good to me
h uh,
I see fingers, hands and shades of faces,
Reachin up
The story of Jesus
so easy to explain
After they crucified him,
a
The night was born the moon turned fire red.
Said the
come on man sing it with me
Wild thing, you make
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