me Willow weep for me Bend your branches green along the stream that runs to sea Listen to my plea Hear me willow and weep for me Gone my lovers dream
not be squandered She mek me start sing Some Ray Charles ballad Cause the style of the loving Is not just a fad VERSE (Yami Bolo) She need a lover
acquired each time a genius would depart jimi hendrix on her left hand johnny cash on her heart different fingers mingus, davis and her leg scarred for elvis ray charles
my fade Homicide and feds on the blocks where I played, b-ball That's when I wondered was I here for the cause, or be-cause Cause Ray Charles could see
out here work on the Woodstock festival. Ray: What are you doing with that chicken? Carl: And then uh, then . . . Ray: I was measuring the ball. Carl
face is your best bet Your career is George Burns I can't believe you ain't dead yet I show more blind rage Than Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles wrestling