James - Ya Ho Lyrics
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Ya Ho
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What Are The Lyrics For Ya Ho By James?
I nearly died when you jumped in
But you had to drown before you could swim All the people on the beach, they were so impressed That they wanted to join you but no they wouldn't undress Oh there, that wetness, splashed their skin So they prayed for a whirlpool to pull you in Ya ho Ya ho Ya ho So they looked away and they tried to pretend That it was for you, but no it wasn't for them Now the fear of sinking remains in place But it's this fear of failure that a real disgrace Ya ho Ya ho Let me be the one Let me be the one Let me be the one Let me be the one To get over you wall To get over you wall Heads in the sand, sea out of reach Swept away by the games of the beach Those people sat and watched your stand While the wait of their fears pulled them underground Will anyone learn from the stories that are told Of the tribe who drown in a grave of gold Ya ho Ya ho Ya ho Ya ho Ya ho Ya ho I see your heads down Someone's calling Put you heads down Someone's drowning Look up see what's fit for your eyes Some escaping on someone drowning Your head is underground Your head is underground Your head is underground Your head is under the ground |
Who Wrote Ya Ho By James?
Gavin Whelan, James Glennie, Lawrence Gott, Timothy Booth, Gavan Michael Whelan, James Lawrence Gott, James Patrick Glennie
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What's The Duration Of The Ya Ho By James?The duration of Ya Ho is 4:26 minutes and seconds. |
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