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
let me - Freedom seek The world would be less mean But they never know - how to let you go And they never know - how to leave me Yodel - ee Yod - el -
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 -
Translation: Tanita Tikaram. Yodelling Song.
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
The words don't mean a thing Isn't this a silly song For anyone to sing? I chased a polecat up a tree Way out on upon a limb And when he got the best of me I got the worst of him (Chorus) (Yodel
