Why Are You Leaning On Me Sir - Paul Anka

Most of you, kept me waiting it,

was obvious to me.

What’s you know about me,

well my father is from Galilee.

Dou you question every man,

you meet, from out of town.

Isn’t it clear, I’m only here,

to lay my body down.

Why are you leaning on me, sir?

Why are you leaning on me, brother?

Can’t we love, one another?

What have you got, to lose?

What have you got, to lose?

A little food, and a little sleep,

Is all I’m asking for,

Just a place, to wash my face,

and really nothing more.

Do you really have a heart,

to turn a man away?

Now it’s late, where I 'd start,

to find a place to stay.

Why are you leaning on me, sir?

Why are you leaning on me, brother?

Can’t we love, one another?

What have you go, to lose?

What have you got, to lose?

Why are you leaning on me, sir?

Why are you leaning on me, brother?