Donald Lorenzo Phillips
April 24, 1982 - May 31, 1998
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Why do people fight?
They know it isn't right
When will the hate be gone?
Get some brotherhood
In your neighborhood
Let love go marching on
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Down with dirty names
Up with fun and games
Make the world a happy thing
There's no better place
For the human race
Let's everybody sing
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Long live love, long live love, long live love
If everyone would start
To do their little part
A lotta good it sure would do
So when we pass the plate around
Let benevolence abound
And brother, that means you
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Long live love, long live love, long live love
By Aaron Schroeder, George Coehring and Bobby Ronda
Copyright Dandy Dittys, 200 West 51st St, NY, Y 10019 (212) 582-8995
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Why do people fight?
They know it isn't right
When will the hate be gone?
Get some brotherhood
In your neighborhood
Let love go marching on
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Down with dirty names
Up with fun and games
Make the world a happy thing
There's no better place
For the human race
Let's everybody sing
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Long live love, long live love, long live love
If everyone would start
To do their little part
A lotta good it sure would do
So when we pass the plate around
Let benevolence abound
And brother, that means you
Long live love, long live love, long live love
Long live love, long live love, long live love
By Aaron Schroeder, George Coehring and Bobby Ronda
Copyright Dandy Dittys, 200 West 51st St, NY, Y 10019 (212) 582-8995
2 comments:
You were on my mind for the good part of the weekend when I was up at A.F.
I love seeing the photo of Donnie; I've never seen him before.
Very, very touching post!
It must've been hard to do...
This is your baby?
I must pray that he has met my father David. that their wings have touched.
I love you!
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