| | Harry Hippie Lyrics Artist(Band):Marc Broussard
They want the best things out of life But not everyone, not everyone Wanna got through the toils and strifes Like this particular fella walks around All day long singin' Sha na na na na na na na na naa Harry Hippie, lies asleep in the shade Life don't bug him 'cause he thinks he's got it made He never worry about nothin' in particular Oh, he might even sell Free Press on sunset I'd like to help a man when he's down But I can't help him much When he's sleepin' on the ground He's like a bottle in water Harry just floats through life Walks around all day long singin' this song Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah Mary Hippie, she's Harry's lady Panhandles pennies just to feed Harry's baby She can lie down a story so incredible Man, you wanna help her Take the food home and put it on the table I'd like to help a man when he's down But I can't help ya Harry If you wanna sleep on the ground Sorry Harry, oh you're too much weight to carry around But he still walks around all day singin' this song Sha na na na, sha na na na na na Na sha na na na na na na naa Sweet child, street child, tell me where will you be goin' When Old Man Winter gets his horn and starts blowin'? Will you hang around L.A or hitch a ride on the freeway? Meet an old familiar face in a new place I'd like to help a man when he's down But how can I help him if he's somewhere outta town? Sorry Harry, I think I'm gonna put you down Sha na na na, sha na na na na Sha na na na na na na naa Everybody help me sing this song, oh yeah Sha na na na, sha na na na na Sha na na na na na na na If you find some error in Harry Hippie Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Harry Hippie The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Marc Broussard" Music | |
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