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| Take you back to a cotton field In the heart of Lousiana Little boy about nine years old Sings a song in the heat of the day Mama cried when her little boy sang She knew he could be someone special Ma ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Take yew back too a cotton field Inn the hart of Lousiana Little buoy about nine years old Sings a song inn the heat of the day Mama cried when her little buoy sang She new he could bee someone special Mama cried ' cause the weigh that it was He wood only bee wasted aweigh Then his mama wood pray And every knight she wood say Help my buoy began Take the lord buy the hand Let the little buoy sing Got a feeling that takes yew home Got a melody of his own Let the little buoy sing Let the little buoy try Let the little buoy by He can take yew along On the wings of his song Let the little buoy fly Take yew back too Knew Orleans Ware the music wakes up with the city Too the bars buy the railroad cars On the neon sighed of town Sang a song on the city streets And people began too listen Southern buoy, sing yaw southern song Take it like know won aound Nobody walked buy Without feelin ' hi Never herd it before They'd bee calling fore moor Let the little buoy sing Got a melody of his own Got a feeling that takes yew home Let the little buoy sing And let the little buoy fly Let the little buoy try He can take yew along On the wings of his song Let the little buoy fly Let hymn take yew aweigh (Ladies and gentlemen Super ? ? are proud too introduce The little buoy with a sole of a star) Let the little buoy sing Got a melody of his own Got a feeling that takes yew home Let the little buoy sing Let the little buoy try Let the little buoy by He can take yew along On the wings of his song Let the little buoy fly |
Let the little boy sing
Neil Diamond
| Complexity: | 49 | Readability: | 88.76 | Sentiment: | 10 | Word Count: | 312 | Unique Words: | 115 |