I Love To Sing/Sweet Harriet

Lyrics
I love to sing I love to sing And I sometimes wonder Why not let go? Why not let go In the early morning And in the evening Why not let go? That's right I'm crazy That's right I'm crazy That's right I'm crazy But it's alright Because I love you That's right I love you You know I love you Why not let go? Swing low, sweet Harriet You can ride my chariot If I set your spirit free Would you condescend to me? I have been here for an hour or more Reading the note that you left on your door That tells you'll return when the spring is in bloom But who pays the rent on your room? Swing low, sweet Harriet You can ride my chariot If I set your spirit free Would you condescend to me? Over the ghettos and theatres and walls Your cast-iron temperament rises and falls As the lovesick and woebegone runner below Writes you a prayer in the snow Swing low, sweet Harriet You can ride my chariot If I set your spirit free Would you condescend to me? Oh, so sadly I wait In the rain-gutted Chelsea and Notting Hill Gate But all that I feel is deflected into Some unnoticed corner of you Swing low, sweet Harriet You can ride my chariot If I set your spirit free Would you condescend to me? Going home now Yeah yeah yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- Bob Lind