Brown Job In The Rain lyrics
Brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la
There's a brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la la la
Brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la
He looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
Come on show me your motion
Tra la la la la la la
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
He looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
All had water run dry
Got no way to wash my cloths
All had water run dry
Got no way to wash my cloths
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
Beng-a-leng .bang bang
Beng-a-leng ,bang bang
Brown job in the rain...
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
All had water run dry
Got no way to wash my cloths
All had water run dry
Got no way to wash my cloths
Brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la
There's a brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la la la
Brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la
He looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
Brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la
There's a brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la la la
Brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la
He looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
Come on show me your motion
Tra la la la la la la
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
He looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
All had water run dry
Got no way to wash my cloths
All had water run dry
Got no way to wash my cloths
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
Beng-a-leng .bang bang
Beng-a-leng ,bang bang
Brown job in the rain...
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
All had water run dry
Got no way to wash my cloths
All had water run dry
Got no way to wash my cloths
Brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la
There's a brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la la la
Brown job in the rain
Tra la la la la
He looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
This is a song we adapted from Boney M "Brown girl in the ring" -we were based with Major Don Price in Beitbridge when one of his call-signs out on a relay station experienced a severe storm and pleaded for assistance as they were being overwhelmed by a delue of rain, hail, lightning and wind. All we could do was to play this tune to them with everyone singing at the tops of thier voices.
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