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
Compositor: Willie Williamson (BMI)Editor: Bnb Music Inc (BMI)Publicado em 2009 (16/Jul) e lançado em 2004 (17/Fev)ECAD verificado obra #6270113 e fonograma #1559519 em 09/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM