I Got a Woman (I Got a Sweetie)
(words & music by Ray Charles)
Well, I've got a woman
Way cross town
She's good to me oh, yeah
Say. I've got a woman
Way cross town
She's good to me oh, yeah
She's here in the morning,
loving me
Yeah, she's a kind of friend to me
She says she love me early in the morning
Just for me
Oh, yeah you know she loves me
Oh, naturally
She's there to love me both day and night
No groans or fusses, treats me right
Never running in the street
Loving me alone
She knows a woman's place is around home at night
Well, she's my baby
And I'm her loving man
Im Just A Singer
I will refuse!
Born as a blank page
We must pick and choose
Our destinations and
The paths we'll use
What shall we say is sacred
Waht will be abused
It is no wonder
The world is so confused
Murder and weather
Is our only news
I will refuse!
Your offer is tempting
But it's not what it seems
You take advantage
Of everyone else's dreams
You create the perfect picture
By dressing up the scene
Trust our hopes and lives
To your death machines
Your point is not well taken
Because that's not what it means
I will refuse!
I wil
Born as a blank page
We must pick and choose
Our destinations and
The paths we'll use
What shall we say is sacred
Waht will be abused
It is no wonder
The world is so confused
Murder and weather
Is our only news
I will refuse!
Your offer is tempting
But it's not what it seems
You take advantage
Of everyone else's dreams
You create the perfect picture
By dressing up the scene
Trust our hopes and lives
To your death machines
Your point is not well taken
Because that's not what it means
I will refuse!
I wil