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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joe Bataan
Joe Bataan
Vocals
Bernard Purdie
Bernard Purdie
Drums
Joe “Chickie” Fuentes
Trombone
Eddie Nater
Eddie Nater
Timbales
Louie Devies
Louie Devies
Bass Guitar
Richie Cortez
Richie Cortez
Chorus
Ruben Hernandez
Ruben Hernandez
Trombone
Lorrenxo Galen
Lorrenxo Galen
Congas
Ralph Iguartua
Ralph Iguartua
Chorus
Milton Albino
Milton Albino
Bongos
Tito Gonzalez
Tito Gonzalez
Piano
Louie Gonzalez
Louie Gonzalez
Vocals
Cornell Dupree
Cornell Dupree
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Bataan
Joe Bataan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny Pacheco
Johnny Pacheco
Producer
Jerry Masucci
Jerry Masucci
Executive Producer
Bob Katz
Bob Katz
Mastering Engineer
Dean Rudland
Dean Rudland
Producer
Bob Lipton
Bob Lipton
Recording Engineer
Richard Alderson
Richard Alderson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

What good is a castle
Way high upon a hill
If you're chained down and you're crippled
And you're six stories high
What good is a playground
Full of lovers beneath your window pane
If every time you watch them
It starts to rain
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
What good is the sound
Of a child of the world without a girl
What good is a heart
After it's torn apart
What good is a judge
Or a jury without a trial
What good is a daddy
Or a mommy without a child
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Something inside of me
Keeps repeating
You better hang on, boy
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Something inside of me
Begs me to hang on, whoa, whoa
How can I continue
Or move a step at all
My days are all numbered
So I'll take my fall
What good is a castle
Way high upon a hill
If you're chained down and you're crippled
And you're six stories high
What good is a playground
Full of lovers beneath your window pane
If every time you watch them
It starts to rain
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
What good is a castle
Way high on a hill
If you're chained down and you're crippled
And you're six stories high
What good is a playground
Full of lovers beneath your window pane
If every time you watch them
It starts to feeling that it'll pour down rain
Hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa
What good is the sound
Of a child of the world without a girl
What good is a heart
After it's torn apart
What good is a judge
Or a jury without a trial
What good is a daddy
Or a mommy without a child
Hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Something inside of me
Keeps repeating
You better hang on, boy
Whoa
Something inside of me
Begs me to hang on, whoa
How can I continue
Or move a step at all
My days are all numbered
So I'll take my fall
What good is a castle
Way high on a hill
If you're chained down and you're crippled
And you're six stories high
What good is a playground
Full of lovers beneath your window pane
If every time you watch them
It starts to feeling that it'll pour down rain
Hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Written by: Joe Bataan

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