Cliff Richard & The Shadows - No Turning Back (1959) - HD

I don’t want no one fussing over me Sweet honey doesn’t go with me I walk alone, belong to nobody That’s the way it’s gonna be I was born on a cold December And I was brought up in a shack I been a mean, mean child Since the day when I’m up And there ain’t no turning back Not no how There ain’t no turning back I dig the rhythm of a bass guitar You’ll find me where the swinging places are Where all the other cats’ faces are Ready near as mean as mine I was born on a cold December And I was brought up in a shack I been a mean, mean child Since the day I was born And there ain’t no turning back Not no how There ain’t no turning back Just watch me shimmy to a solid beat A doll is real pretty but if she is too sweet I kiss her once and then I take my feet High side on the street again I was born on a cold December And I was brought up in a shack I been a mean, mean child Since the day when I’m up And there ain’t no turning back Not no how There ain’t no turning back I don’t want no one fussing over me Sweet honey doesn’t go with me I walk alone, belong to nobody That’s the way it’s gonna be I was born on a cold December And I was brought up in a shack I been a mean, mean child Since the day when I’m up And there ain’t no turning back Not no how There ain’t no turning back