And the rocks below say:
"Throw your skinny body down, son !"
But I'm going to meet the one I love
So please don't stand in my way
Because I'm going to meet the one I love
No, Mamma, let me go!
Young bones groan
And the rocks below say:
"Throw your white body down !"
But I'm going to meet the one I love
At last! At last! At last!
I'm going to meet the one I love
La-de-da, la-de-da
No, Mamma, let me go!
No...
I thought that if you had
An acoustic guitar
Then it meant that you were
A Protest Singer
Oh, I can smile about it now
But at the time it was terrible
No, Mamma, let me go
No...
Young bones groan And the rocks below say: "Throw your skinny body down, son !" But I'm going to meet the one I love So please don't stand in my way Because I'm going to meet the one I love No, Mamma, let me go! Young bones groan And the rocks below say: "Throw your white body down !" But I'm going to meet the one I love At last! At last! At last! I'm going to meet the one I love La-de-da, la-de-da No, Mamma, let me go! No... I thought that if you had An acoustic guitar Then it meant that you were A Protest Singer Oh, I can smile about it now But at the time it was terrible No, Mamma, let me go No... Explain Request ×
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