A Basket of Flaming Ashes

I love it when I be chilling with you like this

5 A Basket of Flaming Ashes I love it when I be chilling with you like this I like it when I be chilling with you like this You be looking at me; I be looking at you We be playing silly And all dem logic leave your brain and go to your legs And your legs got no control. Then I touch you all over the hilly and valley places And you shake like a freedom train going north Then my fingers be really wet And I look at your face And you be smiling like Jesus is your own born son Then you give me the invite And I take the plunge After, I be tired and want to sleep, so you say ‘‘what’s wrong with y’all? Can’t you’ll visit Jerusalem and stay awake And I tell you, ‘‘Girl,demmiraclesandwondersinsideknockusouteachtime No way can mortal man ever git used to that’’ Then I rest me some and go visiting again! And now you be tired like Mary don give birth to Jesus And I be looking at you mum like you aint got speech. Then you ask me ‘‘what you thinking about?’’ When you ask, I know logic don leave your legs back to your brain Can’t tell you the truth ‘cause my mind done already leave the room. SoIsay‘‘Baby,justloveitwhenIbechillingwithyoulikethis’’. ...