It's a little bit funny Lord
This feeling inside
I'm not 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, if I was a sculpture Lord, honey
But then again, no
(Then again no, no)
Or a man who makes potions
In a travelin' 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 goin' sing it for you
And you can tell everybody
That this is your song
(This is your song)
It may be a quite simple but
That's 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), if I was on a rooftop
I'd kick off my shoes
(Kick off my shoes, kick my shoes off)
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 turnin' on
So excuse me for forgetting but
These things I do Lord
(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
Yours are the sweetest eyes
You've got the sweetest eyes
The clearest eyes I've ever seen I hope you got back
I hope you
I hope you go back and tell everybody
That this is your song
(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 doin' it for
How wonderful it is
When you're in the world
World, world, world
If, if, (if), if I sat upon a rooftop
I'd kick off my shoes, oh yeah (kick off my shoes, kick my shoes off)
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
People like me
I wanna, wanna keep turnin' on
So excuse me, so excuse me
So excuse me for forgetting
But these things I do
(These things I do Lord)
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've ever seen
I want you to go back
Go back and and tell everybody
That Billy Paul's got a song
(Billy Paul's got a song)
I'm, I'm gonna sit upon a
A rooftop and kick my shoes off
I'm gonna write it
(Write it) write it (write it) write it (write it)
I might come out with the Gospel
The blues (blues)
The jazz (jazz)
The rock and roll
I'm gonna
Got to, got to write me a simple song for everybody
Because this is my song
(This is my song)
It may be 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
(Billy Paul's got a song)
It may be 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 ooooh
Get back, get, got, oh n