George Thorogood - Seventh Son

Well, now everybody cryin' 'bout the seventh son But in the whole round world there is only one And I'm the one, yes, I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one I'm the one they call the seventh son Well, I can tell your future before it comes to pass And I can do things for you that make your heart feel glad Look at the skies and predict the rain I can tell when a woman's got another man I'm the one, yes, I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one I'm the one they call the seventh son Now I can hold you close and I can squeeze you tight And I can make you cry for me both day and night And I can heal the sick and even raise the dead And make you little girls talk out of your head I'm the one, yes, I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one I'm the one they call the seventh son Now I can talk these words that sound so sweet I can make your little heart even skip a beat I can take you, baby, hold you in my arms And make the flesh quiver on your lovely bones I'm the one, yes, I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one I'm the one they call the seventh son Well, now everybody cryin' 'Bout the seventh son But in the whole round world there is only one And I'm the one, yes, I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one I'm the one they call the seventh son I'm the one they call the seventh son I'm the one they call the seventh son