Reuben - Cathy Davey

Reuben, i’ve been told

That you got fire in your pocket, filling every hole

Now it’s old, it’s old

Reuben, i’ve been told

You’re selling fire to the devil

You’re filling up his hole

Now he grows, he grows

Every time i hear you

I go howling in the half light

Ay ay ah-ooh

But every time i do, i wish i’d hear a little howl back

Ay ay ah-ooh

Hear a little howl back

Reuben, you’ve been seen

You’re bringing sunshine before you

Riding on the beam

Now i’m told, im told

And how long you keep me still

I will be quiet for our lady, quiet for no evil

You may keep you business to yourself

Every time i hear you,

I go howling in the half light

Ay ay ah-ooh

But every time i do, i wish i’d hear a little howl back

Ay ay ah-ooh

Reuben

I been told

That you got fifre in your pocket

Iflling every hole

Its old its old

And how long you keep me still

I will be quiet for our lady

Quiet for no evil

You may keep your business to yourself

Every time i hear you

I go howling

And every time i do i wish i hear a little howl back

Hear a little howl back