The Cowsills
The Cowsills
The Cowsills
The Cowsills
The Cowsills
The Cowsills
The Cowsills
The Cowsills
The Cowsills
The Cowsills
The Cowsills
Hey you, traveler, I've been wondering
Say, can you tell me why people pass them by?
They don't read them, never heed them
Hey, listen to the signs, you don't have to cry
I keep 'a telling you and me
Life is meant to be
What a way to die, killing you, you killing me
Stop sign, red light, one way, keep right
Still half a million died on the road last year
Bear, deer crossing, pheasant walking
No time to stop the car, we killed it
Drop a teardrop
Why can't they see?
Signs we're mеant to be?
A word or phrase from them, from you, you from mе
Don't run, don't splash, don't move, or pass
Too many careless people never dare glance
Don't rest, don't swear, lifeguard nowhere
So jump into the water
Why not take a chance?
Oh, I wish they'd understand
That a sign never take command
It's a warning, it's a drag
You better start keeping all you can
Hey there, traveler, I'm still wondering
Say, can you tell me why people pass them by?
Just listen to the signs you don't have to cry
Hey, listen to the signs you don't have to die
Hey you, traveler
Can you tell me why people pass them by?
They don't read them, never heed them
Hey, listen to the signs, you don't have to cry
Stop sign, red light, one way, keep right
Signs was written by Bill Cowsill & Bob Cowsill & Paul Cowsill.
Signs was produced by Bob Cowsill.