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Gordon Goodwin's Big Phat Band - Seven Island Suite lyrics
Seven islands to the high side of the bay, 'cross the bay
 To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze
 We went walking on the high side of the bay on a chilly morn
 And we saw how leaves had fallen on the beds where trees were born
 Any man in his right mind could not fail to be made aware
 Any woman with a gift of wisdom would not seek her answers there 
 Seven islands to the high side of the bay if you're looking west
 To the sunset you can see it, all in fiery autumn dress
 Anytime would be the right time to come up to your bed of boughs
 Anybody with a wish to wander could not fail but to be aroused 
 Living high in the city, guess you think it's a pretty good way
 You get to learn but when you get burned you got nothing to say
 You seem to think because you got chicken to go you're in luck
 Fortune will not find you in your mansion or your truck
 Brothers will desert you when you're down and shit out of luck 
 Look around at the morning, guess you're doing the best you can
 Surely you know that when you go nobody gives you a handGordon Goodwin's Big Phat Band - Seven Island Suite - http://motolyrics.com/gordon-goodwins-big-phat-band/seven-island-suite-lyrics.html
 Think of the air you're breathing in, think of the time you waste
 Think of the right and wrong and consider the frown on your face 
 It's time you tried living on the high side of the bay, you need a rest
 Any woman or a man with a wish to fade away could be so blessed
 Fortune will not find you in your mansion turned to gold
 Brothers will desert you when your nights turn long and cold 
 If you feel it you better believe it, you're gonna see it, so you really know
 It is rising like a feather, dipping and dancing from below
 There's a new wave that is breaking in the wake of a passing ship
 Every nation's gonna be shaken, put it together, don't let it slip 
 It's time you tried living on the high side of the bay, you need a rest
 Any man or a woman with a wish to fade away could be so blessed 
 Seven islands to the high side of the bay, 'cross the bay
 To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze
 To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze












