I wish you joy, joy, joy, joy, days

I wish you joy, joy, joy, joy, days

I wish you joy, joy, joy, joy, days

Repeat

I am just an African boy
Lived in new orleans all day
I wish you joy, joy, joy, joy, days
I wish you joy, joy, joy, joy, days

Solo

My days on earth are so far behind me
I can but remember how I used to roam

Repeat

I remember those hardcore days
And the heavy stuff that surrounded those days
Papa been running from the drum
Advice from the mothers tell you what goes on

Repeat

It comes with the times
The ups and downs of your days
From that day in dark till that sunrise
Thank you for that gift called sunshine

Solo

And in these days this one should remind us
That things are getting out of hand

Repeat

I remember those hardcore days
And the heavy stuff that surrounded those days
Papa been running from the drum
Advice from the mothers tell you what goes on

Repeat

Saw it raining through the window pane
Heat pouring through the room

Repeat

I remember those hardcore days
And the heavy stuff that surrounded those days
Papa been
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