Strange
Feelin' - Live in London (Extemporization
- Segues from Love from Room 109) Hush
hush now a while Dont you say a word I
just wonder if you are aware of the boy next door Peeping in your window Mama
how I know you well And the old man at the corner store Gives you candy
and much more A pinch and a smile A quarter lasts for miles Cant
you hear it now Its
just like a mockingbird Singing on a hillside Chirping out his mothers
song Dont you weep, dont you fret Dont you rest dont
you moan now Cant you hear the whipperwill calling Some
old men read their religion They read it out of books But all I gotta do
is stare at you darlin You are all I knowing Thats how its
gonna be baby Just let that sunshine warm your hair Its
just like a mockingbird Singing on a hillside Chirping out his mothers
song Dont you weep, dont you wail Dont you moan dont
you fret Cant you hear that whipperwill calling This
morning I looked out my window And I heard the little girls go by On their
way to school And when nobodys looking They are acting so natural
But just as soon as they catch your eye
Its
just like a mockingbird Singing on a hillside Singing out his mothers
song Dont you weep, dont you fret Dont you moan dont
you wail Cant you hear that whipperwill calling Darlin
dont you marry the milkman Cause hes always making the rounds Dont
you marry no factory man Comes home dirty and wet And the mailman is always
late Get
yourself a long-legged guitar picker With a wicked wondering eye Hell
make you happy then hell leave The love that is there Is a song in
your heart And I dont think its gonna leave Its
just like a mockingbird Singing on a hillside Chirping out his mothers
song Dont you weep, dont you fret Dont you moan dont
you wail Cant you hear that whippoorwill calling
Tim
Buckley Tim Buckley Music ASCAP Released
1990 Enigma Retro/Bizarre Records Dream Letter: Live in London 1968 Running
time 6:41 |