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All Your People (A Tribute to Amy Winehouse)

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A tribute to the late, Great, Amy Winehouse ūüĆĻ‚̧

Lyrics

All Your People - By Cat Elliott 


A tribute to Amy Winehouse


LYRICS


All the last chances, in the universe
Could not save you from that curse
And all of the true words,
From the few who cared
Could not make you see your own worth

And they say .. what a shame, what a waste
She didn't even make it to see twenty-eight
The spirit of the fallen queen of soul
Sadly slips ...away

All your people are here to applaud you
Worship you, adore you
And keep your flame alive
Though your body is gone
Your voice is true and strong
Your heart will always carry on
'Cos you gave us your soul
In every song

All the sad stories of the fallen stars
Could not stop you in your tracks
And every turning on you twisted path
Seemed to lead you..
Back to black


Step away from that great lonely stage
Was it too much too soon
Or the pressure of fame
No use in pointing the 
Finger of blame 
It's all too little too late
Since you sealed your own fate

All your people are here to applaud you
Worship you, adore you
And keep your flame alive
Though your body is gone
Your voice is true and strong
Your heart will always carry on
How did something 
So beautiful go wrong?               

Wasted and wasting in front of our eyes
A sick jaded heart and a misguided mind
Sensitive soul in the wrong kind of life
Or could it be you just needed time
To learn to love the person inside


Take a bow, now get out of the game
You just wanted something to make you feel brave 
Well now you feel nothing and all that remains

Are the records that you suffered to make
The music that refuses to fade..


All your people are here to applaud you
Worship you, adore you
And keep your flame alive
Though your body is gone
Your voice is true and strong
Your heart will always carry on
'Cos you gave us your soul
In every song


And they say what a shame, what a waste
You hung your guitar up and called it a day.