Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bronx Poem, artist - Dion. Album song Tank Full of Blues, in the genre БлюзDate of issue: 12.02.2012
Record label: Blue Horizon
Song language: English
Bronx Poem |
| I was born in the Bronx on a strong day |
| I guess you can say |
| The beat in the street, the streetcar sound |
| The singin' in the moonlight, the pure light |
| The harmony’s tight |
| Informed we can fight |
| We got heart |
| And for |
| Yo, when I’m inside a song |
| I’m strong, I can’t go wrong, It’s where I belong |
| Come along, it’s good, it’s bad |
| Who said it was perfect |
| Only God is perfect |
| Only God is good |
| Man He blessed me beyond my wildest dreams |
| I can sing from the highest mountain |
| I can sing from the highest rooftop |
| I’m talkin' life, I’m talkin' beauty |
| Truth, love, hate, scammin', lyin', dyin' |
| Yo, life is hard |
| But life is the art |
| It’s better to be clean than to be cluttered |
| Clean of soul, that is |
| My God is the Creator, not a dictator |
| He’s the life-giving lover |
| My Father, no other, my brother, my best friend |
| Never lied to me, even died for me |
| Life is good |
| We’re talkin' you |
| We’re talkin' sweet Sue |
| We’re talkin' virtue |
| We’re talkin' faith, hope, love, wisdom |
| Courage, honesty, patience |
| Then there’s blue skies |
| There’s miracles |
| There’s families and babies and crazies |
| Changes you won’t believe |
| I got aces up my sleeve |
| And God keeps blessin' me |
| In spite of me |
| He’s the best |
| If I didn’t know me I’d be impressed |
| I don’t wanna underestimate what He can do in my life |
| He brought me you in my life |
| He brought me through all this strife |
| Everybody here, we’ve been through it all |
| Real joy, closeness, distance, journey, the ups, the downs |
| The issues, the tissues, the drugs, the thugs, the drinkin', the stinkin' |
| thinkin' |
| Throw up, grow up |
| Tears, fears, torn, mourn, reborn |
| Yo! |
| Hallelujah! |
| I’ve never been the same, took away my shame |
| I used to play the blame game |
| How lame |
| Man I got a wife who drives me sane |
| Here I am authentic, genuine, a truth-teller, no bullshit |
| Don’t have a fit |
| God’s on His throne |
| He’s in control |
| Heroes, villains, king, queens, saints, sinners |
| James Dean, Norma Jean, mmm vanilla ice cream |
| Elvis, Buddy, Hank |
| Honky-tonk blues guitars, cars, bars |
| Yo! |
| Stand proud, rock around |
| Do-wop, be-bop, rock-and-roll, good for the soul |
| The Yankees, jfk |
| I did it my way, rock and roll is here to stay |
| Ain’t that the truth |
| Martin Luther King |
| Say what you mean, mean what you say, but don’t be mean |
| I have a dream, he paid his dues, king of the delta blues |
| Elvis Aaron Presley played that thing |
| Rock and roll king |
| I ride with the King of kings |
| He brought me through, thanks to you, and you and you |
| Man I’m glad we’ve got each other |
| No doubt about that, that’s where it’s at |
| With great love and affection |
| The kid from the Bronx |
| Rave on |