Dustin Kensrue - Bob Marley Medley lyrics

Baby, I really wanna know I think you should stop your cryin' Here my kerchief to dry your eyes You know that I love you, Groovy; here I am: Come rub it 'pon me belly Like some guava jelly. Damsel, here I am: Come rub upon my belly Like some guava jelly. This train is bound for glory - this train; Yeah I'm Talkin' 'bout this train is bound for glory - this train: This train is bound for glory, This train will carry no un'oly; Cause the stone that the builder refuse Should always be the head cornerstone-a; The stone that the builder refuse Should always be the head cornerstone. You're a builder, baby; Here I am, a stone. To confuse you girl The things we refuse Are the things we should choose Can you hear me? Oh, hear what I say And this train is bound for glory - this train; Yeah I'm Talkin' 'bout this train is bound for glory - this train: This train is bound for glory, Oh, this train will carry no un'oly; Cause I, just can't be sad