You were talkin´ bout´chor woman I wish to God that´choo could see mine You were talkin´ bout´chor woman I wish to God honey... that´choo could see mine Every time that little girl start to loving... she bring eyesight to the blind
Lord... her daddy musta been a millionaire... ´cause I can tell by the way she walk Her daddy musta been a millionaire... ´cause I can tell by the way she walk Every time she start loving... the deaf and dumb begin to talk Yeah... you know what they say
I remember one Friday morning We was lying down across your bed Man in the bathroom was dying... eyes were sad and I stroked his head And I said... Lordy... ain´t she pertty... and the whole state knows shes fine... yeah
And every every every time she start to loving... she bring eyesight to the blind
What a woman I got here Lean on me baby... lean on me Oh...
Yes... I declare she pretty and the whole state knows she´s fine Man... I declare she pretty... Lordy Lordy I declare she´s fine Every every every every time she starts to loving... she bring eyesight to the blind
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