Collie Herb Man - Katchafire

I got a likkle herb tree in my garden Yeah it love the lighting of the morning If you find it offensive beg me pardon But this likkle fat thing she ah me darling A likkle herb tree in my garden Yeah it love the lighting of the morning If you find it offensive take my warning Yeah this likkle fat thing she ah me darling Me have it stashed well informa can't tell When me water the trees look how they bud swell Nuh artificial light oh no they far a sight Dem can't spot from dem beacon of the satellite The essence of the weed me cultivate the seed I put the photo in high times the magazine Me come fi let you know just let the sensi grow Listen up now me people cuz you need fi know I got a likkle herb tree in my garden Yeah it love the lighting of the morning If you find it offensive beg me pardon But this likkle fat thing she ah me darling A likkle herb tree in my garden Yeah it love the lighting of the morning If you find it offensive take my warning Yeah this likkle fat thing she ah me darling Me careful out da road me truck back overload And me know wah fi feature bank up seperate sort We ship it off abroad send money back a yard But I and I nuh go brag just through the times so hard It's just a natural thing like all dis song I sing Listen out for me phone 'cause custom answering 1-800-weed hotline fi di ounce and the nickel and dime Weed up for more but don't bad mind Ganja me love till the end of time I got a likkle herb tree in my garden Yeah it love the lighting of the morning If you find it offensive beg me pardon But this likkle fat thing she ah me darling A likkle herb tree in my garden Yeah it love the lighting of the morning If you find it offensive take my warning Yeah this likkle fat thing she ah me darling

When a zither starts to play You'll remember yesterday In its haunting strain Vienna lives again Free and bright and gay In your mind a sudden gleam Of a half forgotten dream Seems to glimmer when you hear The Third Man Theme Once again there comes to mind Someone that you left behind Love that somehow didn't last In that happy city of the past Does she still recall the dream That rapture so supreme When first she heard the haunting Third Man Theme Carnivals and carousels And ferris wheels and parasols The Danube nights The dancing lights again will shine The zither's sweet refrain Keeps swirling in your brain Like new May wine Strauss waltzes, candle-glow And the laughter of long ago Fill the magic chords And make it seem like today You never knew that you could be Enchanted by a melody The years will never drive it out You don't know why It's something you can't live without You hear it in the twilight hush And in the morning traffic rush A song that's always new In your heart a part of you Oh, shines so brightly when you hear The Third Man Theme When a zither starts to play You'll remember yesterday In its haunting strain Vienna lives again Free and bright and gay In your mind a sudden gleam Of a well remembered dream Seems to glimmer when you hear The Third Man Theme Once again there comes to mind Someone that you left behind Love that somehow didn't last In that happy city of the past Does she still recall the dream That rapture so supreme When first she heard the haunting Third man theme Carnivals and carousels And ferris wheels and parasols The Danube nights The dancing lights again will shine The zither's sweet refrain Keeps swirling in your brain Like new May wine Strauss waltzes, candle glow And the laughter of long ago Fill the magic chords And make it seem like today You never knew that you could be Enchanted by a melody The years will never drive it out You don't know why It's something you can't live without You hear it in the twilight hush And in the morning traffic rush A song that's always new In your heart a part of you Oh, shines so brightly when you hear The Third Man Theme

Dear God, you made many, many poor people I realize, of course, that it's no great shame to be poor But it's no great honor either So what would have been so terrible if I had a small fortune? If I were a rich man, daidle deedle daidle Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum If I were a wealthy man I wouldn't have to work hard Daidle deedle daidle Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum If I were a biddy-biddy rich Daidle deedle daidle daidle, man I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen Right in the middle of the town A fine tin roof with the real wooden floors below There would be one long staircase just going up And one even longer coming down And one more leading nowhere, just for show I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese And ducks for the town to see and hear Squawking just as noisily as they can And each loud "Pa-pa-gee! Pa-pa-gaack! Pa-pa-gee! Pa-pa-gaack!" Would land like a trumpet on the ear As if to say, "Here lives a wealthy man", oy! If I were a rich man, daidle deedle daidle Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum If I were a wealthy man I wouldn't have to work hard, daidle deedle daidle Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum If I were a biddy-biddy rich Daidle deedle daidle daidle, man I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife With a proper double chin Supervising meals to her heart's delight I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock Oy! What a happy mood she's in Screaming at the servants day and night The most important men in town will come to fawn on me They will ask me to advise them like a Solomon the Wise "If you please, Reb Tevye, pardon me, Reb Tevye?" Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes Ya va voy, ya va voy, voy vum And it won't make one bit of difference If I answer right or wrong When you're rich, they think you really know If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack To sit in the synagogue and pray And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men Seven hours every day That would be the sweetest thing of all, oy! If I were a rich man, daidle deedle daidle Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum If I were a wealthy man I wouldn't have to work hard, daidle deedle daidle Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum Lord who made the lion and the lamb You decreed I should be what I am Would it spoil some vast, eternal plan If I were a wealthy man?