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David Broza - דויד ברוזה
Well, it's wake up in the morning
Poor boy, whatcha' gonna do?
It's wake up in the morning
Poor boy, whatcha' gonna do?
A whole world full of trouble and every bit aimed square at you
And it's walk out on the sidewalk
Man, won't ya' look at them diamond heels shine
It's walk out on the side-
Won't ya' look at them diamond heels shine
One of these fine mornings, I'm gonna make them diamond heels mine
Muhammad Ali, he's the champion us longhairs love the most
Man, Uncle Sam has chased him- chased him from coast to coast
Lord, tonight he's gonna turn Joe Frazier
Into the Father, Son and Holy Ghost
I got a blonde wood guitar
I got a okay pair of eyes
I drove my car into a building
Every woman I know done said goodbye
Aw, but me and Mr. Sinbad
We gonna live until we die
I got a blonde wood guitar
I got a okay pair of eyes
I drove my car into a building
Every woman I know done said goodbye
Aw, but me and Mr. Sinbad
We gonna live until we die
It's wake up in the morning
Poor boy, whatcha' gonna do?
It's wake up in the morning
Poor boy, whatcha' gonna do?
A whole world full of trouble
And everybody got the same as you
Diamond Heel Blues was written by Townes Van Zandt.