John Holt - Up Park Camp
You know they taught me the golden rule
They say: "Son you better know yourself
Because in times to come it's going to be dread"
An' now me gone a Up Park Camp
Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp
An' now me gone a Up Park Camp
Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp
Why didn't I take their advice?
If I did, I would be living in style
God knows I wasn't born to be wild
An' now me gone a Up Park Camp
Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp
An' now me gone a Up Park Camp
Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp
Oh mother, I wish you were around
To see your son, how he's bouncing around
Yous like ??
Oh mother, I wish you were around
Wish you were around, mother, mother
Wish you were around
(..)
When I used to go to school
You know they taught me the golden rule
They say: "Son you better know yourself
Because in times to come it's going to be dread"
An' now me gone a Up Park Camp
Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp
An' now me gone a Up Park Camp
Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp
Why didn't I take their advice?
If I did, I would be living in style
God knows I wasn't born to be wild
An' now me gone a Up Park Camp
Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp
An' now me gone a Up Park Camp
Me neva waan go a Up Park Camp
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