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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeEyesight To The Blind
Well well well well...You were talkin' bout'chor womanI wish to God that'choo could see mineYou were talkin' bout'chor womanI wish to God honey... that'choo could see mineEvery time that little girl start to loving... she bringeyesight to the blindLord... her daddy musta been a millionaire...Cause I can tell by the way she walkHer daddy musta been a millionaire...Cause I can tell by the way she walkEvery time she start loving...The deaf and dumb begin to talkYeah... you know what they sayI remember one Friday morningWe was lying down across your bedMan in the bathroom was dying...Eyes were sad and I stroked his headAnd I said... Lordy... ain't she pertty...And the whole state knows shes fine... yeahAnd every every every time she start to loving...She bring eyesight to the blindWhat a woman I got hereLean on me baby... lean on meYes... I declare she prettyAnd the whole state knows she's fineMan... I declare she pretty...Lordy Lordy I declare she's fineEvery every every every time she starts to loving...She bring eyesight to the blind
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