Fe mek ye well, fe mek ye well
a sonnet to sing, a story to tell
in sacred verses and a chant from long ago
or we won't ever know
fe mek ye well, fe mek ye well

I tell you dis and you make me dat
a filthy dog and a swollen cat
an angry lizard and the bills you've got to pay
for now and yesterday
fe mek ye well, fe mek ye well

I'm living on a dewdrop and the water from a breeze
I'm singing on a hilltop and I'm swinging from the trees
we're laughing in the desert and we're crying in the sun
well, almost everyone
fe mek ye well, fe mek ye well

Fe mek ye well, fe mek ye well
pick up that thing there from where it fell
and mind your manners 'cuz you sure don't mind your smell
we're gonna ring that bell
fe mek ye well, fe mek ye well

I'm singing what a beautiful river
I'm saying what a beautiful tree
I'm praying what does make us a given only happily
fe mek ye well, fe mek ye well

© 1994 GNILSONGS

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