Until We Get It Right

Until We Get It Right - The Limeliters

A while ago I felt so strange

I went to see a shrink

He listened then he said your

Case is stranger than you think

I feel a spirit from your past is trying

To get through

You'll need regression therapy

To cure what's wrong with you

And as he probed into my mind

I felt myself go back in time

And friends I was amazed

To find that what he said was true

In 1474 I was born Timothy Yancy

The son of a peasant farmer

And the peasant farmer's fancy

I held a plow beneath each arm

And one more in between

I caught the plague

And bought the farm in 1517

In 1532 I was born Friederich Lumer

The son of a highborn gentleman

At least that was the rumor

I lived a pure and Christian life

Until my concubine came at me

With a butcher knife in 1599

In 1671 I was born Abigail Neville

The daughter of a Salem goodwife

Who was dealin' with the devil

And had a trial

Who counciled round suspiciously at me

But I proved innocent and drowned in 1693

Singing hey ho oh well

Don't ask for who tolls the bell

Even if we go to hell

We're back tomorrow night

I'm here you're here

Soon we're gone but never fear

We'll reappear upon

This sphere until we get it right

In 1732 I was born Reginald Baker

I slipped through the doctor's fingers

And went straight back to my maker

But I returned at 5 o'clock an executioner's son

And I was one chip off his block in 1761

Singing hey ho oh well

Don't ask for who tolls the bell

Even if we go to hell

We're back tomorrow night

I'm here you're here

Soon we're gone but never fear

We'll reappear upon

This sphere until we get it right

In 1809 I was born Abraham Lincoln

I guess you know the rest of that one

Singing hey ho oh well

Don't ask for who tolls the bell

Even if we go to hell

We're back tomorrow night

I'm here you're here

Soon we're gone but never fear

We'll reappear upon this sphere

In 19 recently we were born

Of our mothers

And we've had a good time in

This life compared with all the others

Someday we'll all be back on cue

And if the fates allow

We'll be each others déjà vu

100 years from now

Singing hey ho oh well

Don't ask for whom tolls the bell

Even if we go to hell

We're back tomorrow night

Bells ring ding dong

When it's time to move along

But we'll all be back to sing this song

Until we get it right

Right