I can see clearly now, the rain is gone,
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
Sunshiny day.
Bows and flows of angel hair,
And ice cream castles in the air,
And feather canyons everywhere,
I’ve looked at clouds that way.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head,
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she’s gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds…
Drop your silver in my tambourine,
Help a poor man fill his pretty dream,
Give me pennies, I’ll take anything,
Now listen while I play–
My green tambourine.
Way down in Bowling Green the prettiest girls I’ve ever seen
A man in Kentucky sure is lucky to love down in Bowling Green
Bowling Green folks treat you kind better you think your own mind
A man in Kentucky sure is lucky in Bowling Green you walk your own line
I can hear the bull frog callin’ me
Wonder if my rope’s still hangin’ to the tree
Love to kick my feet way down the shallow water,
Shoe fly, dragon fly, get back to your mother
Pick up a flat rock, skip it across Green River
Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
She’s a witch of trouble in electric blue,
In her own mad mind she’s in love with you.
With you.
Now what you gonna do?
Strange brew, kill what’s inside of you.
The headlines read that a boy disappeared
And everyone thinks he died
'Cept a crazy girl with a secret lover
Who keeps her satisfied
It’s so nice to be insane
No one asks you to explain
Devil with a blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with a blue dress on…
Wearing her perfume Chanel number 5,
Gotta be the finest thing alive…
The lady in red is dancing with me, cheek to cheek
There’s nobody here, it’s just you and me
It’s where I want to be
But I hardly know this beauty by my side
I’ll never forget the way you look tonight
My baby moves at midnight,
Goes right on till the dawn.
My woman takes me higher,
My woman keeps me warm…
You should be dancing, yeah,
Dancing, yeah.
You can dance
You can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl
Watch that scene
Diggin’ the dancing queen
Ballerina, you must have seen her,
Dancing in the sand,
And now she’s in me, always with me,
Tiny dancer in my hand…
Dark lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one
Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done
Dark lady played black magic till the clock struck on the twelve
She told me more about me than I knew myself
Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We’d hear it from the people of the town
They’d call us gypsies, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
From nowhere through a caravan
Around the camp fire light
A lovely woman in motion with hair as dark as night
Her eyes were like that of a cat in the dark
That hypnotized me with love
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
And the caravan is on it’s way,
I can hear the merry gypsies play,
Mama, Mama, look at EmmaRose,
She’s a’playin with the radio…
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If you think that love isn’t found on the radio
Well tune right in you made find the love you lost
'Cause now I’m sitting here with the man I sent away long ago
It sounded really loud , they said it really loud
On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh
On the radio