We Have Time, There's No Big Rush.

I Think It Would Count More, If We Did Less Personal Appearances.

Anyway, You Know Good And Well It Would Be Beyond The Will Of God, And The Grace Of The King

If My Baby Don't Love Me No More, I Know Her Sister Will.

The Smiling Portrait Of You Is Still Hanging On My Frowning Wall.

Now If I Don't Meet You No More In This World, Then I'll, I'll Meet You In The Next One, And Don't Be Late, Don't Be Late, Cause I'm A Voodoo Chile.