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6. STIR IT UP [Bob Marley] Stir it up; little darlin', stir it up. Come on, baby. Come on and stir it up: little darlin', stir it up. O-oh! It's been a long, long time, yeah! (stir it, stir it, stir it together) Since I got you on my mind. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Oh-oh! Now you are here (stir it, stir it, stir it together), I said, it's so clear There's so much we could do, baby, (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Just me and you. Come on and stir it up; ..., little darlin'! Stir it up; come on, baby! Come on and stir it up, yeah! Little darlin', stir it up! O-oh! I'll push the wood (stir it, stir it, stir it together), then I blaze ya fire; Then I'll satisfy your heart's desire. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Said, I stir it every (stir it, stir it, stir it together), every minute: All you got to do, baby, (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Is keep it in, eh! (Stir it up) Oh, little darlin', Stir it up; ..., baby! Come on and stir it up, oh-oh-oh! Little darlin', stir it up! Wo-oh! Mm, now, now. Quench me when I'm thirsty; Come on and cool me down, baby, when I'm hot. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Your recipe is, - darlin' - is so tasty, When you show and stir your pot. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) So: stir it up, oh! Little darlin', stir it up; wo, now! Come on and stir it up, oh-ah! Little darlin', stir it up! --- /Guitar solo/ --- Oh, little darlin', stir it up. Come on, babe! Come on and stir it up, wo-o-a! Little darlin', stir it up! Stick with me, baby! Come on, come on and stir it up, oh-oh! Little darlin', stir it up. /fadeout/ 5. NO WOMAN NO CRY [Vincent Ford] No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. Said - said - said: I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown, Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites As they would mingle with the good people we meet. Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost Along the way. In this great future, you can't forget your past; So dry your tears, I seh. No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. 'Ere, little darlin', don't shed no tears: No, woman, no cry. Said - said - said: I remember when-a we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown. And then Georgie would make the fire lights, As it was logwood burnin' through the nights. Then we would cook cornmeal porridge, Of which I'll share with you; My feet is my only carriage, So I've got to push on through.
Approximate Word count = 1758
Approximate Pages = 7
(250 words per page double spaced)
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