Les Dernieres Heures De Sa Vie

sun is shining, the weather is sweet make you want to move your dancing feet to the rescue, here i am want you to know, y'all, where i stand (monday morning) here i am want you to know just if you can (tuesday evening) where i stand (wenesday morning

Lord, I've got to keep on moving Lord, I've got to get on down Lord, I've got to keep on moving Where I can't be found Lord, they're coming after me I've been accused for the killin' Lord knows I didn't do For hangin' me, they are willin', yeah, yeah

[ti:Nice Time] [ar:Bob Marley] [al:Songs of Freedom] [00:01.27]Nice Time [02:10.63][01:12.27][00:12.27][00:08.27][00:04.27] [00:05.27]Bob Marley [00:09.27]Songs of Freedom [00:59.78][00:24.84][00:13.27]Long time we no have no nice time: [01:06.64][00

All twinklin' lee Can't see the right rose when the streams abate The old slave men might grind slow But it grinds fine, yeah African herbsman, why linger on? Just concentrate, 'cause heaven lives on Greet-I-eth slave men will look with a scorn With