Good Bait - Nina Simone

I'm running Yes before it's too late Trying to get away From that jail bait It's a rough temptation But a common invitation And a good association But a quck elimination That will take you out of circulation Yes I'm talking about that younger generation So take my advice fellas For goodness sake 15, 16, 17 that's jail bait Now they swear that they're in love That you and her got stars above And she's lookin mighty good Just like a young girl should Well we try to tell ya no And let that young girl go But you you know it all You have yourself a ball And now that it's too late As you look from cell number eight I tried to tell yo old mate 17 and one-half is still jail bait So tomorrow's the date For the trial of jail bait And this you watch and see The young girl will go free And you'll get one to three So out the door she walks To another man she talks Before you can count From one to eight Another man in for Jail bait. Please mister judge If you just let me go this time I won't mess with them young girls no more I swear I'm not gonna bother them no more Mister Judge I ain't gonna bother none fifteen I ain't gonna bother none sixteen I ain't gonna bother none seventeen I ain't gonna mess with none eighteen I'm gonna leave them twenty-year-old ones alone too Gonna get me a girl about forty-two If you just believe what I say and let me go Mister Judge Please Mister Judge I ain't gonna bother then young girls no more Gimme a break Mister Judge Please Mister Judge

This song was, eh, I was told to sing by Miriam Makeba And she is my dear friend And it is a prayer Those of you who are fans of hers will remember this song Westwind blow ye gentle Over the shores of yesterday My sun is brown and over Here within my heart they lay, they lay Westwind with your wisdom Gather all the young for me Black cloud hanging over Nest your bosom strong and free Got each gallon water is plane Got each gallon water is plane 'Cos I am the soil from which they came I am the soil from which they came So Westwind with your splendor Take my people by the hand Spread your glory sunshine off And unify my promised land Unify us don't divide us, unify us don't divide us Unify us don't divide us, unify us don't divide us Unify us don't divide us, unify us don't divide us Unify us don't divide us Westwind with your splendor Take my people by the hand Spread your glory sunshine out Unify my promised land Unify my promised land Unify my promised land

Red is the color of a pretty pail of rocks Orange is any orange on a tree Yellow's the color of a bag of lemon drops Green is a piece of seaweed in the sea Blue is the color of the sky in summertime Indigo is a Siamese cat's eyes Violet's the color of a pretty little flower These are the colors of a rainbow skies Red is the color of a pretty pail of rocks Orange is any orange on a tree Yellow's the color of a bag of lemon drops Green is a piece of seaweed in the sea And blue is the color of the sky in summertime Indigo is a Siamese cat's eyes Violet's the color of a pretty little flower These are the colors of a rainbow skies