SING A SIMPLE SONG WRITER SYLVESTER STEWART Sing a simple song Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' in my sleep
hour Sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it Sing it with your mother sing it Sing it, mama, sing it Sing it with your father sing it Sing
hear you say ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Let me hear you say ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Sing a simple song, you gotta try a little Do re mi fa so la ti do, do re mi fa
翻訳: シュープリームス. 単純な歌を歌う.
翻訳: シュープリームス. シンプルソング（W.テンプテーションズ）を歌う.
翻訳: 誘惑. 単純な歌を歌う.
and all the things I knew Taylor ann, I hope that we can find the time To sing your songs and make your poems rhyme To sing your songs and make your poems
away, 'cos all I wanna hear, oh Is a simple song, sing along now La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, hey! Sing along now Sing
to rob me a nigga Simple and plain, my man scooped me in' a hooptie Whispered in his ear "This is what we got to do, G" Got to bang a nigga and bang a
this song! You can call me on the phone, I wanna sing you this song! I haven't seen you for so long, Wanna sing you this song! This song! This song! A
, na, na) He lived in sector 10 He had a friend name miller man [Incomprehensible] So strong for so long All I wanna do is sing my simple song Square
you know? I play guitar And I sing my songs in the sunshine Captain and cokes and bar room jokes Keep me feeling fine And there's always a stage And a
am I don't want to be ungrateful, it probably sounds strange I really love the role I play The songs I sing, but with all the fame The things that seem so simple
all I ever in my life I really wanted to sing and do Bobby Dread and the kool running We form a group, a simple name A secret harmony like Bobby Dread
got a pair of hands for climbing and a pair of knees to spring and a pair of balls for strength and a pair of lungs to sing and these simple chords
not brittle And a friend is a friend Is a friend to the end and it's oh so simple A man is a man and a woman is a woman But the times we are living in
brittle. And a friend is a friend Is a friend to the end and it's AH so simple A man is a man and a woman is a woman But the times we are living in
rhythm without time We hold these truth self evident, the lies we used to represent Who we are because it was never meant to be And all the songs we used to sing
