Seventh Son Songtext
von Sting

Everybody? s talking? bout a seventh son,
In the whole round world there? s only one

I? m the one,
Yes, I? m the one,
I? m the one, I? m the one,
The one they call the seventh son.

I can tell your future, it will come to pass,
I can do things for you; make your heart feel glad,
Look in the sky, predict the rain,
I can tell when a woman? s got another man

I? m the one,
Yes, I? m the one,
I? m the one, I? m the one,
The one they call the seventh son


I can hold you close, I can squeeze you tight,
Make you cry for me both day and night,
Heal the sick and raise the dead,
Make little girls talk out of their heads.

I? m the one,
Yes, I? m the one,
I? m the one, I? m the one,
The one they call the seventh son

I can talk these words that sound so sweet,
Even make your little heart skip a beat,
I can heal the sick and raise the dead,
Make little girls talk out of their heads

I? m the one,
Yes, I? m the one,
I? m the one, I? m the one,
The one they call the seventh son

I? m the one x 6
The one they call the seventh son
I? m the one
I? m the one
The one they call the seventh son.