Cassandra Wilson - Tupelo Honey Lyrics
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Tupelo Honey
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What Are The Lyrics For Tupelo Honey By Cassandra Wilson?
You can take all the tea in China
Put it in a big brown bag for me Sail right around the seven oceans Drop it straight into the deep blue sea He's as sweet as tupelo honey He's an angel of the first degree He's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You can't stop us on the road to freedom You can't keep us 'cause our eyes can see Men with insight, men in granite Knights in armor bent on chivalry He's as sweet as tupelo honey He's an angel of the first degree He's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You can't stop us on the road to freedom You can't stop us 'cause our eyes can see Men with insight, men in granite Knights in armor intent on chivalry He's as sweet as tupelo honey He's an angel of the first degree He's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You know he's alright You know he's alright with me He's alright, he's alright (he's an angel) You can take all the tea in China Put it in a big brown bag for me Sail it right around the seven oceans Drop it smack dab in the middle of the deep blue sea Because he's as sweet as tupelo honey He's an angel of the first degree He's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee He's as sweet as tupelo honey He's an angel of the first degree He's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like the honey, baby, from the bee He's my baby, you know he's alright |
Who Wrote Tupelo Honey By Cassandra Wilson?
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