Greg Laswell - What A Day Lyrics
What a day to be aliveWhat a day to realize I'm not deadWhat a day to save a dimeWhat a day to die tryingWhat a way to say goodbyeWhat a wonderful life now all a lieWhat a way that you survivedWhat a way to say goodnightBring on the evening hours I cryBring on the evidence of my lifeBring on the evening hours I cryBring on the evidence of my lifeWhat a day to give a damnWhat a day for Gone With The WindWhat a day to start againWhat a day to give upBring on the evening hours I cryBring on the evidence of my lifeBring on the evening hours I cryBring on the evidence of my lifeOf my lifeWhat a day to visit SeattleWhat a day for San FranciscoWhat a day, holy ToledoWhat a day to get in the air and goWhat a day to give up smokingWhat a day to absorb Jim BeamWhat a day to welcome a babyTo begin breathingTo begin breathingWhat a day to visit SeattleWhat a day for San FranciscoWhat a day, holy ToledoWhat a day to get in the air and goWhat a day to give up smokingWhat a day to absorb Jim BeamWhat a day to welcome a babyTo begin breathingTo begin breathing
