Your Song

Intro: It's a little bit funnyyyyyy, Lord this feeling insiiiiide I'm not one of those whoooooooo can easily hiiiiiide I don't have much moneeeey but boy, if I did I'd buy a big mansion where we both could liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive If, if I was a sculpture, Lord honey but then again, no Or a man who makes pooootions in a travelin' show I know it's not much, I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do You gave a gift, Lord and I'm gon' sing it for you And you can tell everybooooooooody that this is your song It may be quite, quite simple but that's how it's done I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind what I wrote down in woooooooords Hoooow wonderful life iiiiiiiis when you're in the world, woooorld, wooooooooooooooooooorld If, if, if I was on a rooftop I'd kick off my shoes I'll write a few veeeeeeeerses and then I get the bluuuuuuuues But the sun's been quite, quite kind While I wrote this soooong It's for people like you and people like me I wanna, I wanna keep turnin' on on on on So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do, Lord You see, you see I've forgotten if they're green or bluuuuuuuue Anyway the things is, anyway the thing is, what I really mean Your are the sweetest eyes, you've got the sweetest eyes The clearest eyes I've ever seen, I hope you know that I hope you, I hope you wrote back and tell everybody that this is your song It may be quite, quite simple but now that's how it's done I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind, but I wrote down in words, Looooord, words I'm doin' it for how wonderful life iiiiiiiiiiiiiis when you're in the world, woooorld, wooooooooooooooooooorld If, if, if I was on a rooftop I'd kick off my shoooes I'll write a few veeeeeeeerses and then I get the bluuuuuuuues But the sun's been quite, quite kind While I wrote this soooong It's for people like you and people like me I wanna, I wanna keep turnin' on So excuse so excuse me So excuse me forgetting, but these things I dooooooo You see, you see I've forgotten if they're green or bluuuuuuuue Baby Anyway the things is, anyway the thing is, what I really mean Your are the sweetest eyes, you've got the sweetest eyes The sweetest eyes I've ever seeeeeeeen I hoping you go back, go back and tell everybody that Billy Paul's got a song I'm, I'm gonna sit upon a, a rooftop and kick off my shoes I'm gonna write it, write it, write it I might come out with the Gospel, the Blues, the Jazz, the Rock and Roll I'm gonna, got to got to write me a simple song for everybody because this is my song It may be quite, quite simple but that's how it's dooooooooone I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind what I wrote down in words You come on back, you try to try again, try again Tell eeeeeverybody that Billy Paul got a song It may be quite, quite simple but that's how it's dooooooooone, baby I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind what I wrote down in woooooooooords Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it... FADE OUT