Willing to Die Songtext
von Gin Wigmore
Willing to Die Songtext
Be my woman, girl I′ll be your man
Be my woman, girl I'll be your man
Be my woman, girl I′ll be your man
Be my woman, girl I'll be your man
At the thought of losing you
I chewed my nail right down to the cuticle (cuticle)
And it's a pain so beautiful
I hurled my lunch right down in the cubicle (be my woman, girl, I′ll...)
And how do I put this
We leave a trail of mistakes in the wake of life footprints
Good kids, mad world
But got a feelin′ we're making it through (be my woman, girl, I′ll...)
Well then I'm waiting for you, girl
You can take my man, you can take my heart
I′ll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, for the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
You can take my man, can take my heart
I'll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, in the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
Living In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, the leader driven
By more than money and women, I′m giving what I wasn't
They love it, nothing above it, I'm ready to covet and rub it in
At the end of the world, looking for love again
Young visionary, the vision very on the contrary
I′m buried alive just trying to feel the vibe
While they′re trying to fill the void
Young up-and-comer that was unemployed (be my woman, girl, I'll...)
Now my name is something that they just cannot avoid
You can take my man, you can take my heart
I′ll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, for the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
You can take my man, can take my heart
I'll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, in the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
Be my woman, girl, I′ll be your man
Be my woman, girl, I'll be your man
You can take my man, you can take my heart
I′ll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, for the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
You can take my man, can take my heart
I'll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, in the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
Be my woman, girl I'll be your man
Be my woman, girl I′ll be your man
Be my woman, girl I'll be your man
At the thought of losing you
I chewed my nail right down to the cuticle (cuticle)
And it's a pain so beautiful
I hurled my lunch right down in the cubicle (be my woman, girl, I′ll...)
And how do I put this
We leave a trail of mistakes in the wake of life footprints
Good kids, mad world
But got a feelin′ we're making it through (be my woman, girl, I′ll...)
Well then I'm waiting for you, girl
You can take my man, you can take my heart
I′ll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, for the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
You can take my man, can take my heart
I'll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, in the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
Living In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, the leader driven
By more than money and women, I′m giving what I wasn't
They love it, nothing above it, I'm ready to covet and rub it in
At the end of the world, looking for love again
Young visionary, the vision very on the contrary
I′m buried alive just trying to feel the vibe
While they′re trying to fill the void
Young up-and-comer that was unemployed (be my woman, girl, I'll...)
Now my name is something that they just cannot avoid
You can take my man, you can take my heart
I′ll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, for the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
You can take my man, can take my heart
I'll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, in the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
Be my woman, girl, I′ll be your man
Be my woman, girl, I'll be your man
You can take my man, you can take my heart
I′ll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, for the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
You can take my man, can take my heart
I'll be ready and waiting for you here
In the streets I live, in the home I have
I am ready and willing to die
Writer(s): Alan Lomax, Matthew Lambert, Stuart John Crichton, Virginia Claire Wigmore, Robert Bryson Hall Ii, John Lomax Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
