Ain't no sunshine when she's gone hu hum hu hum hum

in the darkness everyday...

And the wind whispers Mary shhhhhhhhhhhhh

just a couple of lulubys for the lonesome dreamers hangin' out here , carried away by some strange winds .

One must whisper aroud here so as not to startle this moribond stock .

We'll dance the sun dance in orde to revive it this summer . hihihi...