Dennis Brown Musical Heatwave lyrics
Songwriters: Brown, Dennis
Now listen to my story
And sing a long with me
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
When summer comes along
You can hear the children sing the song
When summer comes along
You can see the preacher men drinking rum
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
The breeze starts blowinâ
You can hear it rustlinâ through the trees
Youâll also hear the [Incomprehensible] sounds
You really, really want to sing along
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
If youâre feeling sad and low
Thereâs one thing that you should know
That even the birds
Are happy to sing along with me
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
Itâs cominâ, itâs cominâ
The musical heatwave, itâs comin
Musical Heatwave lyrics © Basement Music Ltd
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