Dennis Brown - Musical Heatwave lyrics

Now listen to my story And sing a long with me Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin When summer comes along You can hear the children sing the song When summer comes along You can see the preacher men drinking rum Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin The breeze starts blowin You can hear it rustlin through the trees Youll also hear the [Incomprehensible] sounds You really, really want to sing along Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin If youre feeling sad and low Theres one thing that you should know That even the birds Are happy to sing along with me Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin Its comin, its comin The musical heatwave, its comin