Lyrics:
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
We're pretty good company
Looking for an island
In our boat upon the sea
Harmony, gee I really love you
And I want to love you forever
And dream
tonight?
Who's gonna hold her hand?
I used to walk by the riverside
Lonesome as I could be
Hoping the boat would come sailing in
Bringing her back to me
case I set my own pace
By stealing the show, say hello, hello
Harmony and me
We're pretty good company
Looking for an island
In our boat upon the sea
Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin' 'til I go down to Bimini.
We were all sailors 'til the day our boat pulled in to Bimini Bay.
We
on a boat up the river
And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover
There there child, there's a glint
Sea
But she cut right back through Tennessee
Well, the settlers come by raft
And boat bringin' everything that could stay a float
But like a loco horse
fun
And the world is mine
On Blue Bayou
Where those fishing boats
With their sails afloat
If I could only see
That familiar sunrise
Through
ago
Was held by Syria
On down to the right further down the
Jordan River joins the Sea if Galilee
And it's a beautiful day with the birds
You can hear
A whole milli by the boats
On the plane for the low
36 It is a whole
Bringing em in by
The load
A whole milli by the boss ye
Yea got that call
I got that
sometimes go
How far I can sometimes go
While my boat is drifting away
By the shore of Miami Bay
I'm still trying to figure out
the end of what I was
Honalee
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee
Together they would travel on a boat with
And I'm afloat
And I'm good
And you're just still you
Running from
Letting go
A boat won't share your view
But I will get by
And I know you will too
But I
Affi mek eh by any means
but nothing folly prefer rob eh chinese
eh money double up me call it siamese
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By
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but nothing folly prefer rob eh chinese
eh money double up me call it siamese
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By
crossed the ocean
They now begin to pour
Out from the boat and up the shore
Two by two they enter the jungle
And soon they number more
Three by three
dress
Money coming by the load, get it, spend it, then repeat that
On God, I would die for anybody in the squad
(Dipset, Dipset, bitch)
Die for
She's surrounded by horizon but nothing more to say
Among the choir of memories untouchable
Escaping dreams they pray so far from the crowd
On the edge
Little boats on the sea
Float along so pretty
Your sails open wide
Pushed by winds you glide!
When you're finished playing
When you're all done
Watch by your weary head
Speed bonnie boat
like a bird on the wing
onward the sailors cry
carry the lad
that was born to be king
over the sea to Skye
You got me open
Open and I cannot lie
Your the one that's by my side
We laugh together and we cry
Know this
You got me open
Open boy I cannot
to the riverside of days gone by and if we let go we'd be sinking
Our boat was built but it never left the harbour
It never sailed so it never sunk it will always be
counting up a b while I'm drinking on a boat
I can teach you all my ways if you promise not to fold
Ooo I'm running up this money got it coming by the load
I
the boat like osama
Getting load by the bundle
Jaybo gon clap you like thunder
Meechie gon put you right under
It’s gone be a dirty summer
Sticks like Stevie
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