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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul Simon
Paul Simon
Performer
Mingo Araujo
Mingo Araujo
Percussion
Cyro Baptista
Cyro Baptista
Percussion
Chris Botti
Chris Botti
Trumpet
Michael Brecker
Michael Brecker
Saxophone
Tony Cedras
Tony Cedras
Accordion
Dom Chacal
Dom Chacal
Percussion
Sidinho Moreira
Sidinho Moreira
Percussion
Vincent Nguini
Vincent Nguini
Guitar
Ray Phiri
Ray Phiri
Guitar
Barney Rachabane
Barney Rachabane
Tin Whistle
Armand Sabal-lecco
Armand Sabal-lecco
Bass
John "Blackie" Selolwane
John "Blackie" Selolwane
Guitar
Richard Tee
Richard Tee
Keyboards
The Waters
The Waters
Vocals
Grupo Cultural Olodum
Grupo Cultural Olodum
Percussion
Briz
Briz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Simon
Paul Simon
Songwriter
Joseph Shabalala
Joseph Shabalala
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Simon
Paul Simon
Producer
Roy Halee
Roy Halee
Mixing Engineer
Stacey Foster
Stacey Foster
Engineer
Jay Vicari
Jay Vicari
Engineer
Rich Travali
Rich Travali
Assistant Engineer
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

She's a rich girl (oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh)
And she don't try to hide it
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
And he's a, and he's a poor boy
Empty as a pocket
Empty as a pocket with nothin' to lose
Sing ta-na-na
(Ta-na-na)
Ta-na-na, na
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Sing ta-na-na
(Ta-na-na)
Uhm, ta-na-na, na
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Uhm-mm-mm-mm
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Uhm-mm-mm-mm
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Uhm-mm-mm-mm
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
People say she's crazy
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Well, that's one way to lose these walkin' blues
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
She was physically forgotten
But then she slipped into my pocket with my car keys
She said, "You've taken me for granted because I please you
Wearin' these diamonds"
And I could say (oo-oo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh)
As if everybody knows what I'm talkin' about
As if everybody here would know what I was talkin' about
Talk about diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
She makes the sign of a teaspoon
He makes the sign of a wave
The poor boy changes clothes, and he puts on after-shave
To compensate for his ordinary shoes
And she said, "Honey, take me dancin'"
But they ended up by sleeping in a doorway
By the bodegas and the lights on Upper Broadway
Wearing diamonds on the soles of her shoes
And I could say (oo-oo-oo-ooh, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh)
And if everybody here would know what I was talkin' about
I mean everybody here would know exactly what I was talkin' about
I'm talkin' about diamonds
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
People say I'm crazy
I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes, yeah
Well, that's one way to lose these walkin' blues
Diamonds on the soles of our shoes
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na-a-a
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na-na-na-na, ta-na-na-na-na
Ta-na, na-na, na (ayy)
Written by: Joseph Shabalala, Paul Simon
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