Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yodelling Song , by - Tanita Tikaram. Song from the album Lovers In The City, in the genre ПопRelease date: 11.09.1988
Record label: Warner Music UK
Song language: English
Yodelling Song |
| The first time you stole flowers from the grave |
| Then, the second time, you shaved your head, you had been saved |
| By the very friendly, Jesus man |
| And all he said, «Well, I’m your brother, man» |
| In the winter time you — you wore patch-work hard-me-downs |
| In the summer time — you were all bronzed, while I was brown |
| And they didn’t ask you where you got the candy |
| No, they didn’t ask you where you got the tan |
| In the morning time — we played travels in the sea |
| In the evening time — we had reduced the sea to me |
| But your mother saved us — from your daddy’s hand |
| Yeah — your mother saved us — from your daddy’s hand |
| From your daddy |
| From your daddy |
| With my adult mind — |
| You know my body feels so strange |
| If they’d only sign away my life to me |
| I could be much saner |
| If they’d only learn to let me |
| Freedom seek |
| The world would be less mean |
| But they never know — how to let you go |
| But they never know — how to leace me |
| Yodel — ee |
| Yod — el — ee |