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nothin up my sleeve                   words/music jill savre
                                         
Well I got nothin up my sleeve  I got nothin up my sleeve
No, bag of tricks for me.  Oh I got nothin up my sleeve

Everybody's  waiting or simply celebrating to soon
Way before the winning hand is passed to me

I do believe, believe     I do believe, believe
There's more to what I see
I do believe, believe

There's something greater than me for sure
That suffering and laughter come through the same door
After all we're after, what is it all for?

Well I got nothin up my sleeve  I got nothin up my sleeve
No, bag of tricks for me.  Oh I got nothin up my sleeve

You can sit on you're white horses, where you can look down
Sociable and sensible,   are you on the ground?
Watch each other stumble,   watch each other fall
Watch each other crumble , watch each other crawl

Is it any wonder, that we break down inside?
Plunder, bloody plunder, from each other's lives
Happiness and sorrow, from each other's lives
  
oh  got nothin up my sleeve  I got nothin up my sleeve
No, bag of tricks for me.  Oh I got nothin up my sleeve

 
Please don't ask me please don't ask me no
Please don't ask me please don't ask me cuz

cuz I got nothin up my sleeve , I got nothin up my sleeve
No, bag of tricks for me.
But I  still believe, believe