The Five Stairsteps - O-o-h Child [From Crooklyn] Lyrics
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O-o-h Child [From Crooklyn]
O-o-h Child [From Crooklyn] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For O-o-h Child [From Crooklyn] By The Five Stairsteps?
Ooh child
Things are gonna get easier Ooh child Things'll get brighter Ooh child Things are gonna get easier Ooh child Things'll get brighter Some day, yeah We'll put it together and we'll get it undone Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter Ooh child Things are gonna be easier Ooh child Things'll be brighter Ooh child Things are gonna be easier Ooh child Things'll be brighter Some day, yeah We'll put it together and we'll get it undone Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter Some day, some day, some day, some day yeah We'll put it together and we'll get it undone Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter Ooh child Things are gonna get easier Ooh child Things'll get brighter Ooh child Things are gonna get easier Ooh child Things'll get brighter |
Who Wrote O-o-h Child [From Crooklyn] By The Five Stairsteps?
Stan Vincent
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What's The Duration Of The O-o-h Child [From Crooklyn] By The Five Stairsteps?The duration of O-o-h Child [From Crooklyn] is 3:19 minutes and seconds. |
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