Preacher don't you worry, no
Blind man, don't you worry
'Cos it's alright
Get up, shut up
Lord gonna says, it’s gotta be alright
Get along, love, moving on, love, c’mon

Lawman, try to ride it, yeah
Preacher, try to fight it (I tell you why)
Cos it's alright
Get up, shut up
Lord gonna says, it's gotta be alright
Get along, love, moving on, love
Get along, moving on, get along

Squeeze me, I gotta get some
I don't wanna die
Don't worry 'bout a thing, time is alright

Every way, I gotta get love
I don’t have to decay
Don't worry 'bout a thing, the time is alright

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah
Like you, no, no
Oh, yeah, yeah
Like you, no, no
I can do believe
That you, Willie
Now that you get along
You try me, no
Get on
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oohhh
Like you, Willie, sure
Oh now, now
Like you Willie
I take back my
My love, Willie
Now that you
You try me, no

No, now, now
Like you, yeah, yeah
No, Willie
Like you, no, no
Shape the love
I get with you
Now that you're
And I take, Willie

Oh Mr. H. was the killer
Froze my brain, now freeze my living
Oh Mr. H. was the killer
Froze my love, now freeze my living
Oh Mr. H. was a chiller
Froze my love, now freeze my living
Oh Mr. H. you’re the winner
Get off my back, show me where you get that
Move away, found a way
I'm giving you, just like you're getting soft, hey
Oh Mr. H. was the chiller
Froze my brain, now freeze my living
Oh Mr. H. you’re the killer
Froze my love, now freeze my giving
Oh Mr. H. you’re the chiller
Froze my brain, now freeze my giving
Oh Mr. H. you’re the killer
Get off my back, show me where you get that
Move away, found a way
I'm gonna give it to you now you're getting soft, hey