Miles Davis - If I Were a Bell (With John Coltrane) Lyrics

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If I Were a Bell (With John Coltrane)

If I Were a Bell (With John Coltrane) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For If I Were a Bell (With John Coltrane) By Miles Davis?
Ask me how do I feel
Ask me now that we're cosy and clingin' Well, sir, all I can say Is if I were a bell, I'd be ringin' From the moment we kissed tonight That's the way I've just gotta behave Boy, if I were a lamp, I'd light Or if I were a banner, I'd wave Ask me how do I feel Little me with my quiet upbringing Well, sir, all I can say Is if I were a gate, I'd be swinging And if I were a watch I'd start popping my springs Or if I were a bell I'd go ding dong, ding dong ding Yes, I knew my morale would crack From the wonderful way that you looked Boy, if I were a duck, I'd quack Or if I were a goose, I'd be cooked Ask me how do I feel Ask me now that we're fondly caressing Well, if I were a salad I know I'd be splashing my dressing Or if I were a season, I'd surely be spring Or if I were a gate, I would swing Have a fling almost any old thing Or if I were a bell I'd go ding dong, ding dong Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong, ding, ding dong |
Who Wrote If I Were a Bell (With John Coltrane) By Miles Davis?
Mary C Brockert
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