Top Songs By Curtis Mayfield
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Curtis Mayfield
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Curtis Mayfield
Songwriter
Gil Askey
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Curtis Mayfield
Producer
John Janus
Engineer
Roger Anfinsen
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Our days of comfort, days of night
Don't put yourself in solitude
Who can I trust with my life
When people tend to be so rude?
[Verse 2]
My mama borned me in a ghetto
There was no mattress for my head
But no, she couldn't call me Jesus
I wasn't white enough, she said
[Verse 3]
And then she named me, yeah
Kung Fu
Don't have to explain it, no
Kung Fu
Don't know how you'll take it, yeah
Kung Fu
I'm just tryna make it now
Kung Fu
[Verse 4]
I've got some babies and some sisters
My brother worked for Uncle Sam
It's just a shame, ain't it, mister?
We being brothers of the damned
[Verse 5]
But lovin' brings about a difference
You are my love, I do believe
Shall we join hands for tomorrow
Don't carry nothin' up your sleeve
[Verse 6]
Keep your head high
Kung Fu
I will till I die, yeah
Kung Fu
Don't be too intense, no
Kung Fu
Keep your common sense, yeah
Kung Fu
[Verse 7]
Don't you mistake life for a secret
There is no secret part of you (Part of you)
You bet your life when you play wicked
(Don't play wicked, child)
Someone is thinking wicked too
(Someone's thinking wicked too)
[Verse 8]
Keep your head high
Kung Fu
I will till I die, yeah
Kung Fu
Don't be too intense, no
Kung Fu
Keep your common sense, yeah
Kung Fu
[Verse 9]
Our days of comfort, days of night
Don't put yourself in solitude
Who can I trust with my life
When people tend to be so rude?
[Verse 10]
My mama borned me in a ghetto
There was no mattress for my head
But no, she couldn't name me Jesus
I wasn't white enough, she said
[Verse 11]
And then she named me, y'all
Kung Fu
Don't have to explain it, no
Kung Fu
Don't know how you'll take it, yeah
Kung Fu
I'm just tryna make it now
Kung Fu
[Verse 12]
Kung, Kung Fu
Yeah, Kung Fu
Written by: Curtis Mayfield