Let The Little Boy Sing — текст песни (Neil Diamond)

Take you back to a cotton field

In the heart of lousiana

Little boy about nine years old

Sings a song in the heat of the day

Mama cried when her little boy sang

She knew he could be someone special

Mama cried cause the way that it was

He would only be wasted away



Then his mama would pray

And every night she would say

Help my boy began

Take the lord by the hand



Let the little boy sing

Got a feeling that takes you home

Got a melody of his own

Let the little boy sing



Let the little boy try

Let the little boy buy

He can take you along

On the wings of his song

Let the little boy fly



Take you back to new orleans

Where the music wakes up with the city

To the bars by the railroad cars

On the neon side of town

Sang a song on the city streets

And people began to listen

Southern boy, sing your southern song

Take it like no one aound



Nobody walked by

Without feelin high

Never heard it before

Theyd be calling for more



Let the little boy sing

Got a melody of his own

Got a feeling that takes you home

Let the little boy sing

And let the little boy fly

Let the little boy try

He can take you along

On the wings of his song

Let the little boy fly



Let him take you away



(ladies and gentlemen

Super? ? are proud to introduce

The little boy with a soul of a star)



Let the little boy sing

Got a melody of his own

Got a feeling that takes you home

Let the little boy sing

Let the little boy try

Let the little boy buy

He can take you along

On the wings of his song

Let the little boy fly