Hey La Di Lee
Hey La Di Lee
I robbed the bank in Kingston town
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
Took the money never made a sound
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
And mamma say my only son is
Public enemy number one
You know you gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
You gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
I met a girl in Portland Bay
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
I promised her I'd always stay
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
And mamma say what have you done
Here comes her daddy and he's got a gun
You know you gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
You gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
Making love in the afternoon
With the captains daughter
She's sweet as sugar on a silver spoon
Brings me rum and coconut water
I spent the money now there's no more cash
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
My little Stingray she's outa gas
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
And mamma say it's such a shame
I guess you better rob the bank again
Then you gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
You gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
You know you gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
You gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
I robbed the bank in Kingston town
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
Took the money never made a sound
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
And mamma say my only son is
Public enemy number one
You know you gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
You gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
I met a girl in Portland Bay
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
I promised her I'd always stay
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
And mamma say what have you done
Here comes her daddy and he's got a gun
You know you gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
You gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
Making love in the afternoon
With the captains daughter
She's sweet as sugar on a silver spoon
Brings me rum and coconut water
I spent the money now there's no more cash
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
My little Stingray she's outa gas
Hey la di lee hey la di lo
And mamma say it's such a shame
I guess you better rob the bank again
Then you gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
You gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
You know you gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
You gotta lie low go to ground
You gotta lie low till the heat die down
Credits
Writer(s): Geoff Ashford
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