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The African Waltz
This is the waltz from Africa
A swinging version of a dance
that was absolutely nowhere
Until it wound up in africa
This is the waltz from Africa
And everybody who is hip is
realy makin
With the shakin the way it's done down in africa
Zigzag and wiggle an walk!
Dip down and giggle and sqawk!
Break like a celery stalk!
And once you do it , There's nothing to it!
Rock! to the waltz from Africa
And new sensation that it
based up on African gyration
And now the rage in America
Dig the African Waltz it's the swinginest waltz that you ever
could 1-2-3 1 to
In Chicago, Milwaukee, St louis , New-york , Los angeles
All of the modern cats have learned a new step
So you ought to get with it
cause if you get with it
The waltz can be fun to have fun to
Every one who
is anyone's bound to agree that
The African Waltz is the best invention since
the Two-steps !
Mercy, Mercy,Mercy
Verse
It seems life has played a game on me
I'm lost in a sea of
misery
My love has turned her back on me
Heartache why won't you let me be
Chorus
Baby have some mercy please don't
Make me beg on bended
knees oh please
Mercy, Mercy,Mercy Please have mercy on me
Mercy ,Mercy ,
Mercy Please
Interlude
How can I face life , without you
What would I do if we
were through?
Verse
I wait for you ev'ry single night
Hoping you'll return and
make things right
You don't show and I'm left all alone
To pray you'll
call me on the phone
Chorus
Baby have some mercy please don't
Make me beg on bended
knees oh please
Mercy, Mercy,Mercy Please have mercy on me
Mercy ,Mercy ,
Mercy Please
Interlude
you know I love you , I'm beging
for one more chance ,once
more.
Verse
I know life has many a twist
Loving you is the thing I
can't resist
Your love and understanding you've been giving
Without it I
just can't go on living
Chorus
Baby have some mercy please don't
Make me beg on bended
knees oh please
Mercy, Mercy,Mercy Please have mercy on me
Mercy ,Mercy ,
Mercy Please
Why Am I Treaded So Bad
Why, am I treated so bad?
Why, am I treated so bad?
You
know I'm all alone as I sing this song,
Hear my call, I've done nobody wrong
But I'm treated so bad
I'm gonna walk out in the master lane
Things I do, they
seem to be in vain
You may be blind, you may be lame,
walk on out in the
master lane
Though you treat me so bad
Ooh ooh ooh ooooooh
Ooh ooh ooh oooooooh
oooh ooh ooh
oooooh ooh ooh oohhh
you made me blind, you may be lame
walk on out in the
master lane
Though you treat me so bad
Work Song
Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Breaking rocks
and serving my time
Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Because they
done convicted me of crime
Hold it steady right there while I hit it
well
reckon that ought to get it
been
working and working
but I still got so
terribly far to go
I commited crime Lord I needed
Crime of being hungry and
poor
I left the grocery store man bleeding (breathing?)
When they caught
me robbing his store
Hold it steady right there while I hit it
Well reckon
that ought to get it
been
working and working
but I still got so
terribly far to go
I heard the judge say five years
On chain-gang you gonna go
I heard the judge say five years labor
I heard my old man scream "Lordy, no!"
Hold it right there while I hit it
well reckon that ought to get it
been
working and working
but I still got so terribly far to go
Gonna see my sweet honey bee
Gonna break this chain off to
run
Gonna lay down somewhere shady
Lord I sure am hot in the sun
Hold
it right there while I hit it
well reckon that ought to get it
been
workin' and workin'
been
workin' and slavin'
an'
workin' and workin'
but I still got so terribly far to go
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László Zoltán 2011
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