Harry Belafonte

Harry Belafonte
Back Of The Bus

You can't find me nowhere
Oh come on over to the front of the bus
Because I'll be riding up there
I'll be riding up there, I'll be riding up there
Come on over to the front of the bus
Because I'll be riding up there

If you miss me on the picket line
You can't find me nowhere
Come on over to the city jail
Because I'll be rooming over there
I'll be rooming over there
I'll be rooming over there oh
Come on over to the city jail
Because I'll be rooming over there

If you miss me at the Mississippi river
You can't find me nowhere
Come on over to the swimming pool
Because I'll be swimming over there
I'll be swimming over there, over there
I'll be swimming right there
Come on over to the swimming pool
Because I'll be swimming over there

If you miss me in the cotton fields
You can't find me nowhere
Come on over to the boating booth
Because I'll be a boating right there
I'll be boating right there, right there
I'll be boating right there
Well come on over to the boating booth
Because I'll be boating right there

OptimusPrime

Toegevoegd door OptimusPrime op do 14 aug, 2003 9:43 pm

Auteur: Traditional, Carver Neblett
Componist: ?
Uitgever: B.E.I. (2)
Uitgegeven in: 1964
Taal: Engels

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