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Falling Calling Video (MV)




Performed By: The Hollies
Length: 3:14
Written by: ALAN CLARKE, TERRY SYLVESTER




The Hollies - Falling Calling Lyrics
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Didn't believe in the bible
Didn't believe the good book
Lord, Lord please help me, help me take a look
These chains that I'm wearing really ain't my style
Lord, Lord please help me, help me think awhile

I know that I did something wrong
I got into bad ways
Well, the judge, yes he put me down for five thousand days

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do

The cell I'm in is only six feet wide
And six feet to the roof
There's a window that's strung with only three bars
Singing me the truth
Fifty and seventy don't seem right
Seventy ain't my age
When I leave this place with a new face
It's to turn another a new page

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do

Didn't believe in the bible
Didn't believe the good book
Well, now Lord, Lord please help me, help me take a look
These chains that I'm wearing well, they really ain't my style
Well, now Lord, Lord please help me, help me think awhile

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
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Didn't believe in the bible
Didn't believe the good book
Lord, Lord please help me, help me take a look
These chains that I'm wearing really ain't my style
Lord, Lord please help me, help me think awhile

I know that I did something wrong
I got into bad ways
Well, the judge, yes he put me down for five thousand days

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do

The cell I'm in is only six feet wide
And six feet to the roof
There's a window that's strung with only three bars
Singing me the truth
Fifty and seventy don't seem right
Seventy ain't my age
When I leave this place with a new face
It's to turn another a new page

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do

Didn't believe in the bible
Didn't believe the good book
Well, now Lord, Lord please help me, help me take a look
These chains that I'm wearing well, they really ain't my style
Well, now Lord, Lord please help me, help me think awhile

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don't know what to do
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Writer: ALAN CLARKE, TERRY SYLVESTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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