America. Goodbye. Zeneszám

Goodbye, Mrs. Sorrow
Hope you're feeling better tomorrow night
Don't put up a fight
It'll do you no good

Hello, Uncle Freedom
I've seen them down on their knees for you
Nothing they wouldn't do
To have you along

I got too many problems
They just don't understand
They think their every wish
Is my command

Oh no, Sister Susie
You're in a win or lose affair
Wish I could be there
To help you along

Oh yes, Brother Michael
We all have every faith in you
And everything you do
All the way round

I got too many problems
They just don't understand
They think their every wish
Is my command

Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye

Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye