Dennis Brown – Musical Heatwave lyrics

Now listen to my story And sing a long with me It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin When summer comes along You can hear the children sing the song When summer comes along You can see the preacher men drinking rum It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin The breeze starts blowin’ You can hear it rustlin’ through the trees You’ll also hear the [Incomprehensible] sounds You really, really want to sing along It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin If you’re feeling sad and low There’s one thing that you should know That even the birds Are happy to sing along with me It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin It’s comin’, it’s comin’ The musical heatwave, it’s comin Explain Request ×

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