Son of a Gun
Say little people, try to put you down
What you need, a helpin' hand
All the strength, at your command
How's ya faith? Cause ya faith is you
Who you kiddin', to yourself be true
Spread ya love, for a brighter day
For what ya search, you'll find a way
We are people, of the mighty
Mighty people of the sun
In our hearts lies all the answers
To the truth you can't run from
Eagle flies, every seven days
Still cryin the blues, all about ya pay
What ya gonna do? Bout your living thang
Will ya make it better, or ju
It Takes Two
Oh
Hey, hey, hey
There is a joy in a sweet word that's been spoken
And the joy in a dream that's come true
There's a joy that I get when I'm watching you baby, hey
And the joy that I get watching the skies of blue
And then there's a joy,
Oh my darling, of a crying baby
And the joy of a child that's born to you
Then there's a joy of a beautiful lady and the joy of the morning dew
It's something like the joy of loving you baby
Joy of dancin' too
It's something like the joy of lovin' you baby, yeah
Joy of being with you
Oh my darling, I'll overcome the darkest nights
Just to see your love's allright
I've got a love to give
You know I love to live
There's something 'bout the joy of lovin' you baby (repeat)
Joy, Joy...