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Knuckle Down

 

Knuckle Down

(album: English Settlement - 1982)


Knuckle down, love his skin
It doesn't matter what colour skin he's locked in, knuckle down
Knuckle down and love that skin

Knuckle down, love his race
It doesn't matter if you win or lose a little face
Knuckle down and love that race

Because one bright morning the world might end with a big bang (big bang)
And you'll never ever get yourself another chance
Put aside the hoodoo and some of the voodoo
'Bout people being different, they're not so different

Take them by the arm and run to the street
Take a little drum to supply some beat
Soon the whole world will be up on its feet and dancing

For my sake
Won't you put your knuckles down, boys, my, my?
For my sake
Won't you put you knuckles down, boys, oys, oys?

Knuckle down, love her skin
It doesn't matter what colour skin she's locked in, knuckle down
Knuckle down and love that skin

Knuckle down, love her race
It doesn't matter if you win or lose a little face
Knuckle down and love that race

Because one bright morning you just might wake when the coin drops (coin drops)
Even though you think that love is such a corny thing (do-do-do)
You can burst the bubbles full with troubles
Says that people always got to be fighting, not right

Take them by the arm and run to the fields
Blow on your horn until Jericho yields
Soon the whole world will lay down swords and shield for singing

For my sake
Won't you put your knuckles down, boys, my, my?
For my sake
Won't you put you knuckles down?

Take them by the arm and run to the street
Take a little drum to supply some beat
Soon the whole world will be up on its feet and dancing

For my sake
Won't you put your knuckles down, boys, my, my?
For my sake
Won't you put your knuckles down, boys, my, my?
For my sake
Won't you put you knuckles down?
Whoah

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