Tanita Tikaram - Yodelling song
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The first [G7]time you stole [F]flowers from the [C]grave
Then, the second [G7]time, you shaved your [F]head, you had been [C]saved
By the very [F]friendly, [G]Jesus [C]man
And all he [F]said, "Well, I'm your [G]brother, [C]man"
(Same chords for the rest of the song...)
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