Triple Trouble lyrics

Comin' through this business of life
There's rarely time if I'm needed to
Ain't so funny when things ain't feelin' right
Then daddy's hand helps to see me through
Sweet as sugar love won't wash away
Rain or shine, it always here to stay
All these years you and I've spent together
All this, we just couldn't stand the weather

Like a train that stops at every station

Mary had a little lamb
His fleece was black as coal, yeah
And everywhere the child went
That little lamb was sure to go now.

He followed her to school one day
Which broke the teachers cool
But what a time did they have
That day at school.

Tisket! Tasket! baby
A green and yellow basket
I wrote a letter to by baby
And on my way I past it.

Express myself.

Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand.
Well, I stand up next to a mountain,
Chop it down with the edge of my hand.
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island,
Might even raise just a little sand.
'Cause I'm a voodoo chile,
Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile, baby.

I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time,