Letra de Joe

Burning up your hometown streets could
set a fire
for the world to catch
Burn it up, no need to reconcile

Come and see me, i´m your west end
perfect stranger
in america
Lady on that state´s so full of style

Stand up, turn around, beat it out you gotta sound, joe
Swing low and now i know, its hard to let a brother go, joe

The many boots that you have laced could
tell a story
comin night and day
No one said that you would need a crowd

The many lands that you have graced could
make a case that
there is no better make
And now i only see your face in clouds

Stand up, turn around, beat it out you gotta sound, joe
Swing low and now i know,its hard to let a brother go, joe

Stand up, turn around, beat it out you gotta sound, joe
Swing low and now i know, its hard to let a brother go, joe

Tell me so
Do you know
Does it show
When i´m low

And then again, when i feel your love from
far away,
i think of yesterday
I see a family we know how to smile

There comes a time when you must rock
another world and
we will get along
There comes a time when we will walk that mile

Stand up, turn around, beat it out you gotta sound, joe
Swing low and now i know, its hard to let a brother go, joe

Stand up, turn around, beat it out you gotta sound, joe
Swing low and now i know, its hard to let a brother go, joe