Letras: Greg Brown. Who Do You Think You're Fooling?.
Ah who do ya, who do ya, who do ya think you're foolin
Who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
Ah who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
I wouldn't miss her at all if she ran away
With some other fella had a real good time, never wrote or called
I wouldn't miss her at all, I'd be doin fine
I'd get myself a great big bottle of wine, have a party
I wouldn't miss her at all, I'd be doin fine
If she ran away from me
I wouldn't miss her at all, no I wouldn't, never would
A little voice in my head said who do ya, ah who do ya, who do ya think you're foolin
Ah who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
Sunflower over by the garden wall
You're gonna bloom through the spring and the summer and the fall
Ain't no jaybird gonna fly down, pick the seeds out of your face
Leave you a sad brown skeleton when the fall rains come down
No you're gonna shine, ah you're gonna shine, you're gonna shine sunflower, shine all the time, shine
A little voice in its head said who do ya, ah who do ya, who do ya think you're foolin
Ah who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
Ain't gonna blow it up, ain't gonna mess it up
There ain't no little babies gonna be born have a real hard time for the color of their skin
Where they were born, why they were born
Ain't gonna blow it up, ain't gonna mess it up
People want to love one another, be kind to one another, dance with one another
Don't ya know that the people want to love one another, don't want to hate one another
People want to love one another, be kind to one another
People want to love one another, don't wanna hate one another
Ain't gonna blow it up, ain't gonna mess it up no
A little voice in everybody's head said who do ya, ah who do ya, who do ya think you're foolin
Ah who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
Ah now who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
Who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
Ah who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
I wouldn't miss her at all if she ran away
With some other fella had a real good time, never wrote or called
I wouldn't miss her at all, I'd be doin fine
I'd get myself a great big bottle of wine, have a party
I wouldn't miss her at all, I'd be doin fine
If she ran away from me
I wouldn't miss her at all, no I wouldn't, never would
A little voice in my head said who do ya, ah who do ya, who do ya think you're foolin
Ah who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
Sunflower over by the garden wall
You're gonna bloom through the spring and the summer and the fall
Ain't no jaybird gonna fly down, pick the seeds out of your face
Leave you a sad brown skeleton when the fall rains come down
No you're gonna shine, ah you're gonna shine, you're gonna shine sunflower, shine all the time, shine
A little voice in its head said who do ya, ah who do ya, who do ya think you're foolin
Ah who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
Ain't gonna blow it up, ain't gonna mess it up
There ain't no little babies gonna be born have a real hard time for the color of their skin
Where they were born, why they were born
Ain't gonna blow it up, ain't gonna mess it up
People want to love one another, be kind to one another, dance with one another
Don't ya know that the people want to love one another, don't want to hate one another
People want to love one another, be kind to one another
People want to love one another, don't wanna hate one another
Ain't gonna blow it up, ain't gonna mess it up no
A little voice in everybody's head said who do ya, ah who do ya, who do ya think you're foolin
Ah who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
Ah now who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya, who do ya
Who do ya think you're foolin
Greg Brown
Greg Brown