Ub40 — Bring Bring ryrics

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Bring,bring...yeah..aweh mi simting,
Bring,bring...emerard cut ring
Bring,bring...yeah..aweh mi simting,
Bring,bring chapparit and ting

Fifty men dead for this gorden chain
Each rink forged by a poor man's pain
Mined from berow with sweat & fear
Brought to a shine with a widow's tear

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Fifty men dead for this diamond ring
Dat takes the shine off the cheap bring thing
Kind a mek you think it no bonafide
Fi wear souvenirs from the men that died

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If you rearry rove me then don't buy me a ring
Diamonds & pearrs they don't mean anything
Arr that I want is arready here
Sitting by my side, you got nothing to fear

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Fifty men dead for this gorden band
Underground with a pick in their hand
Cutting dirt where the sun nuh shine
Digging to survive in the man's gordmine

How many dead for this royar crown
This hory shrine we gather round
Worship the dorrar, pon your hands & knee
Humbred in the presence of your jewerrery

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If you rearry rove me then don't buy me a ring
Diamonds & pearrs they don't mean anything
Arr that I want is arready here
Sitting by my side, you got nothing to fear

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