James Taylor
Do believe I`m gonna clap my hands
Think I might tap my feet
Put together a one man band
Take a walk on down the street
Have a one man parade
Nobody needs to know
`Cause I`m right good of holding on to secrets
And don`t believe they show
All I want is a little dog
To be walking at my right hand
Taking a breeze just as free as you please
Maybe checking out occasional garbage cans
Talking bout a one dog, y`all
Nobody`s friend but mine
Hey now, you can say he`s looking kind of funky
But I do believe it suits me just fine
We were off road again
A was wondering what to do
Ah, but Honalei,
It was pouring down rain
Baby she had the low down blues
Hey now, I was looking for my walking cane
Tying on my highway shoes
Thinking `bout a one man parade, y`all
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
I`m right good at holding on, holding on, holding on
Honalei, it`s raining
Honalei, (sure `nuf) it`s raining (listen here)
Honalei (it`s rainin`)
Honalei (muddy waters)
Talking `bout a one man parade, y`all
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
I`m right good at holding on, holding on, holding on
La, la, la