1:07:02
Hey, do you want
to come out and play the game?
1:07:10
lt's never too late
1:07:14
Hey, do you want
to come out and play the game?
1:07:22
lt's never too late
1:07:27
Clementine Hunter was 54
before she packed up her paint
1:07:38
Old Uncle Taylor was 81
1:07:42
When he rode his bike
across the plains of China
1:07:50
And the sun
was shining on that day
1:07:54
Just like today
1:07:56
Do you want to come out
and play the game?
1:08:02
lt's never too late
1:08:07
Hey, do you want
to come out and play the game?
1:08:15
lt's never too late
1:08:23
Didn't know how to tell her
for over 30 years
1:08:28
He kept locked up inside himself,
and no one saw the tears
1:08:34
Then she went away,
and he woke up that day
1:08:40
Now he brings roses
to his sweetheart
1:08:44
She lives most anywhere
1:08:47
He sees someone suffering
1:08:50
He knows that despair
1:08:53
He offers them a rose
and some quiet prose
1:08:59
'Bout dancing
in a shimmering ballroom