my brotherAre you coming home?But if you find anotherThat

went down to the riverI set down on the

Oh Marlene, how we fellWhat we've done now we never can

a woman loves a man it’s stronger than the

argued on the Channel train to ParisThe vin rouge

We've been keeping out of sightWaiting 'til the time was rightNow

Take me to the pretty place where once we used to

California - I can taste you even nowCalifornia - I'll get

Everybody wants to touch meEverybody wants a feelEverybody wants a piece

Some men climb mountains just to test their soulOther men dig

'round, people, I'll tell you a storyAn eight-year long

My name is Officer O’MalleyMy job is hunting Pigeon downI don’t

got married early, never had no moneyThen when he

wisteria on the back veranda is still bloomingAnd all

We can lock away the bad memories togetherClose the doors to

I'm on a foggy highwayI'm on a lonely roadI can't see

Come they told me- pa rum pum pum pumA new born

Like my brother before meI'm a tent boxing manLike our daddy

OohOohShalom aleichem malachei hashareit malachei elyonMi melech malachei hamalachim hakadosh baruch

I sing for the black and the people of this landI