Текст песни Harry Hippie - Bobby Womack
Everybody
claims
that
they
want
the
best
things
outta
life,
huh
But
not
everyone,
not
everyone
Wanna
go
through
the
toils
and
strifes
Like
this
particular
fella
walks
around
all
day
long
singin′
Sha
na
dah
dah,
dah
lah,
dah
dah,
dah
dah
Harry
Hippie,
lies
asleep
in
the
shade
Life
don't
bug
him
′cause
he
thinks
he's
got
it
made
He
never
worry
about
nothin'
in
particular
But
ooh,
he
might
even
sell
free
press
on
sunset
I′d
like
to
help
a
man
when
he′s
down
But
I
can't
help
him
much
When
he′s
sleepin'
on
the
ground
He′s
like
a
bottle
in
water
Harry
just
floats
through
life
Walks
around
all
day
long
singin'
this
song
Whoa,
whoa,
whoa,
oh
yeah
Mary
Hippie,
she′s
Harry's
lady
Panhandles
pennies
just
to
feed
Harry's
baby
She
can
lie
down
a
story
so
incredible
Man,
you
wanna
help
her
take
the
food
home
and
put
it
on
the
table
I′d
like
to
help
a
man
when
he′s
down
But
I
can't
help
ya,
Harry
If
you
wanna
sleep
on
the
ground
Sorry
Harry,
oh,
you′re
too
much
weight
to
carry
around
But
he
still
walks
around
all
day
long
singin'
this
song
Sha
dah
dah
dah,
sha
nah
nah
nah
nah
nah
Sha
lah
lah
lah
lah
dah
dah
dah
dah
Street
child,
street
child
Tell
me,
where
will
you
be
goin′
When
old
man
winter
gets
his
horn
And
starts
blowin'?
Will
you
hang
around
LA
Or
hitch
a
ride
on
a
freeway?
Meet
an
old
familiar
face
in
a
new
place?
I′d
like
to
help
a
man
when
he's
down
But
how
can
I
help
him
If
he's
somewhere
outta
town?
Sorry
Harry,
think
I′m
gonna
put
you
down
Sha
dah
dah
dah,
sha
dah
dah
dah
dah
Sha
lah
lah
lah
lah,
dah
dah
dah
dah
Everybody
help
me
sing
this
song,
oh
yeah
(sha
lah
lah
lah,
sha
lah
lah
lah)
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