Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Whitney Houston
Whitney Houston
Performer
Ricky Minor
Ricky Minor
Synthesizer
Ricky Lawson
Ricky Lawson
Drums
Paul Jackson Jr.
Paul Jackson Jr.
Guitar
Bette Sussman
Bette Sussman
Keyboards
Herman Jackson
Herman Jackson
Keyboards
Gerald Albright
Gerald Albright
Saxophone
Bashiri Johnson
Bashiri Johnson
Percussion
Gary Houston
Gary Houston
Background Vocals
Sharlotte Gibson
Sharlotte Gibson
Background Vocals
Valerie Pinkston
Valerie Pinkston
Background Vocals
Cindy Mizelle
Cindy Mizelle
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wyclef Jean
Wyclef Jean
Songwriter
Jerry Duplessis
Jerry Duplessis
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Clap your hands, y'all)
It's alright
(Clap your hands, y'all)
It's alright
(Clap your hands, y'all)
It's alright
(Clap your hands, y'all)
It's alright
If tomorrow is Judgement Day (Sing mommy)
And I'm standing on the front line, uh
And the Lord ask me what I did with my life
I will say I spent it with you, boy
(Clap your hands, y'all)
I spent it with you, boy
(Clap your hands, y'all)
I spent it with you, boy
If I wake up in World War 3 (World War 3)
I see destruction and poverty, well, well, well
And I feel like I wanna go home
It's okay, yeah, (It's okay)
If you're comin' with me
(Clap your hands, y'all)
If you're comin' with me
(Clap your hands, y'all)
Oh lord, Yeah, yea
'Cause your love is my love
And my love is your love
It would take an eternity to break us
And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us
'Cause your love is my love
And my love is your love
It would take an eternity to break us
And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us
Come on...
If I should die this very day (Very, very day)
Do, Do, Don't cry, 'cause on Earth, we weren't meant to stay, oh, no
And no matter what people say (Really don't matter) Believe it, ah
I'll be waiting for you after Judgement Day
'Cause your love is my love
And my love is your love
It would take an eternity to break us
And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us
'Cause your love is my love
And my love is your love
It would take an eternity to break us, all right no?
And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us
And let me, Let me keep you free style from hip hop to pop you
Keep it on fire every time you sing, you bring drama
You get more home runs then send me the solsa
So Koko Kabatna whom stand up my grandma slammer any
Cruise who choose to do everybody on think the letter
Stand on whitney houston star the house soul
(Yeah, yeah, your love)
Your love is my love
And my love is your love
It would take an eternity to break us
And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us
Your love is my love
And my love is your love
It would take an eternity to break us
And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us
(Clap your hands, y'all)
Gonna be alright, no?
(Clap your hands, y'all)
Gonna be alright
(Clap your hands, y'all)
Gonna be
(Clap your hands, y'all)
So wanna be
(Clap your hands, y'all)
Gonna be alright, no?
(Clap your hands, y'all)
Gonna be alright, no?
Written by: Jerry Duplessis, Wyclef Jean
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