B.B. King Miscellaneous Better Not Look Down Iīve been around and iīve seen some things People moving faster than the speed of sound Faster than the speeding bullet People living like superman All day and all night And i wonīt say if itīs wrong or if itīs right Iīm pretty fast myself But i do have some advice to pass along Along in the chorus of this song Better not look down If you want to keep on flying Put the hammer down Keep it full speed ahead Better not look back Or you might just wind up crying You can keep it moving If you donīt look down An old girl friend of mine showed up the other day That girl have lived in love and for love And over love, and under love all her life If the arrows from cupidīs bow that had Passed through her heart had been sticking Out of her body she would have looked like A porcupine, and she asked me B.b. do you think iīve lived my life all wrong? And i said: the only advice i have to pass Along in the chorus of this song Girl Better not look down If you want to keep on flying Put the hammer down Keep it full speed ahead Better not look back Or you might just wind up crying You can keep it moving If you donīt look down I was walking down the street at sunrise one morning In london, england And there was a very large rolls royce limousine Pulling slowly along the street And in that rolls royce was the queen of england Looking tired Just go back from a party, and the queen leaned out and She said: arenīt you b.b. king? she said: Oh b.b., sometimes itīs so hard to pull things together Could you tell me what you think i ought to do? And i said: Better not look down If you want to keep on flying Put the hammer down Keep it full speed ahead Better not look back Or you might just wind up crying You can keep it moving If you donīt look down |
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