Jacaranda Bougainvillea by Al Jarreau
Jacaranda Bougainvillea lyrics
Oh what a dream, Oh what a story.
Don�t have to weep, Come and enjoy a smile.
Opening scene is just like a doorway.
Here�s a story, in rhythm and rhyme.
There is a tree on the street and in the forest.
Lavender dream whispered a poet.
Bright potpourri. The envy of orchids,
When it�s dressed in a pink and fuchsia twine.
Jacaranda tree and the Bougainvillea vine.
Oh Mandela, that garden that you made,
Is a vision of the prayer, you must�ve been prayin� everyday.
Sweet Azaleas, every color every kind.
And the first and the last are all divine.
There is a dream of the trees and of the flowers.
There is a season of peace at the borderline�
Where we�re redeemed and history will crown us.
Jacaranda tree and Bougainvillea vine.
Oh Mandela, would you say that it�s alright?
When the children play they always say, they say that we were like
Cinderella, in your garden there�s a shrine,
To the first and the last they�re all divine.
One and all, big and small, a common birth.
Each and every child for all his worth.
Take the one who�s always last and make him first.
Take these seeds. Seed the earth.
OUTRO:
Comin� along,
Oh what a long way we have come.
(We're) Comin� along,
Makin' a home for everyone.
(We are) Comin� along, way down south in Africa
Look at (Study) the Jacaranda tree huggin� the Bougainvillea
REPEAT OUTRO X 4
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