It's a little bit funny, Lord this feeling inside
I'm one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but, boy, if I did
I'd buy a big mansion where we both could live
If
If I was a sculpture, Lord but did again, though
Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show
I know it's not much
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
You gave me a gift, Lord and I'm gon' sing it for you
And you can tell everybody that this is your song
It may be a quite, quite simple but that, oh, but that how it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
What I wrote down in words, words
How wonderful life is when you're in the world world, world
If, if, if I was on a rooftop
I'd kick off my shoes
I'll write a few verses and then I get the blues
But the sun's been quite, quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you and people like me
I wanna, I wanna keep all turning on
So excuse me for forgetting, but these things I do, Lord
You see you see I've forgotten if they're green or blue
Anyway the thing is
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
You have the sweetest eyes you've got the sweetest eyes
The clearest eyes
I've ever seen
I hope you know that
I hope you, I hope you wrote back and tell everybody that this is your song
It may be quite, quite simple but now that's how it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
But I wrote down in words, Lord, words
I'm doing it for how wonderful it is
When you're in the world world, world, world
If, if, if I sat upon a rooftop it'd kick off my shoes, oh yeah
I'll write a few verses and then I get the blues
But the sun's been at you quite, quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you and people like me
I wanna, wanna keep all turning on so excuse me, so excuse me
So escuse me for forgetting, Lord these things I do
You see you see I've forgotten if they're green or blue, baby
And anyway the thing is anyway the thing is what I really mean
You are the sweetest eyes the sweetest eyes the sweetest eyes I ever seen
I want you to go back go back and tell everybody that Billy Paul got a song
I'm, I'm gonna sit upon a the rooftop and kick off my shoes
I'm gonna write it write it, write it
I might come out with the gospel, the blues
The jazz, the rock and roll
I'm gonna, got to, got to
Write me a simple song for everybody because this is my song
It may be a quite, quite simple but that's the way it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
What I wrote down in words, words
You come on back, you try to try again, try again
Tell everybody that Billy Paul's got a song
It may be a quite, quite simple but that's how it's done, baby
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind what I wrote down in words hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it
Get back
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