Lyrics Greg Laswell – What A Day
Text:
What a day to be alive
What a day to realize I’m not dead
What a day to save a dime
What a day to die trying
What a way to say good bye
What a wonderful life now, all a lie
What a way that you survive
What a day to say good night
«Bring on the evening hours,» I cry
«Bring on the evidence of my life»
«Bring on the evening hours,» I cry
«Bring on the evidence of my life, of my life?
What a day to give a damn
What a day for ‘Gone With The Wind’
And what a day to start again
What a day to give up
«Bring on the evening hours,» I cry
«Bring on the evidence of my life»
«Bring on the evening hours,» I cry
«Bring on the evidence of my life, of my life?
What a day to visit Seattle
What a day for San Francisco
What a day, holy Toledo
What a day to get in the air and go
What a day to give up smoking
What a day to absorb Jim Beam and
What a day to welcome a baby and to begin breathing
To begin breathing
What a day to visit Seattle
What a day for San Francisco
What a day to get in the air and go
What a day to give up smoking
What a day to absorb Jim Beam and
What a day to welcome a baby and to begin breathing
To begin breathing
