I Woke Up This Morning, Smiled At

A Foolish Dog Barks At A Flying Bird

Who So Ever Diggeth The Pit, Shall Fall In It.

Me Can't Be Prejudice. Me Can't Me No Think Of Life That Way. Because, Me Figure If You Prejudice, That Mean You Have A Hate. If You Have A Hate Inside Of You, You Can't Be Righteous.

When The Race Gets Hard To Run. It Means You Just Can't Take The Peace.

Your Recipe, Darling, Is So Tasty, And You Sure Can Stir Your Pot.