paroles de chanson Streets of Freedom - Clinton Fearon

Three and four and

Too long, too long, too long
Too long, too long
Too long, too long, too long
Too long, too long

Hey, I say loneliness for my company
Tears for my coffee
Sorrows for my bread
Thickets and thorns for my bed too but

I know we're gonna walk, eh
The streets of freedom, yes
I know we're gonna walk
The streets of freedom but
When will it be? When will it be?
When will it be? When will it be?

Too long, too long, too long, too long, too long
Too long, too long, too long, too long, too long

Span-span-span, spanya-da-da
Span-span-span, spanya-da-da
Span-span-span, spanya-da-da
Span-span-span, spanya-da-da

I know we're gonna walk, eh
The streets of freedom, yes
I know we're gonna walk
The streets of freedom but
When will it be? When will it be?
When will it be? When will it be?

Way over yonder
The flowers of happiness
Blooming so slow
Blooming slow but sure, yes

I know we're gonna walk, eh
The streets of freedom, yes
I know we're gonna walk
The streets of freedom but
When will it be, when will it be
When will it be, when will it be

You hypocrites, backsliders, oh
A wha dem a go do
When the tables turn
A wha dem a go do
When we hold the handle
And then dem hold the blade

When will it be? When will it be?
When will it be? When will it be?

Too long, too long, too long, too long, too long
Too long, too long, too long, too long, too long