Joe – Red Hot Chili PeppersBy Burning up your hometown streets could set a fire for the world to catchBurn it up, no need to reconcileCome and see me, I’m your west end perfect stranger, in AmericaLady on that state’s so full of styleStand up, turn around, beat it outYou gotta sound, JoeSwing low and now I knowIt’s hard to let a brother go, JoeThe many boots that you have laced could tell a story, comin’ night and dayNo one said that you would need a crowdThe many lands that you have graced could make a case that there is no better makeAnd now I only see your face in cloudsStand up, turn around, beat it outYou gotta sound, JoeSwing low and now I knowIt’s hard to let a brother go, JoeStand up, turn around, beat it outYou gotta sound, JoeSwing low and now I knowIt’s hard to let a brother go, JoeTell me soDo you knowDoes it showWhen I’m lowAnd then again, when I feel your love from far away, I think of yesterdayI see a family we know how to smileThere comes a time when you must rock another world and we will get alongThere comes a time when we will walk that mileStand up, turn around, beat it outYou gotta sound, JoeSwing low and now I knowIt’s hard to let a brother go, JoeStand up, turn around, beat it outYou gotta sound, JoeSwing low and now I knowIt’s hard to let a brother go, Joe www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20