[Nettie]
Celie!
[Celie]
Nettie?
[Mister]
She got to go!
[Celie]
No!
[Nettie]
Celie!
[Celie]
No! Dear God! Don't take my Nettie!
[Mister]
You aint never gonna hear from her!
[Celie]
Don't hurt her! Don't do this!
[Mister]
You even try to find her, she be the one to pay!
[Nettie]
Don't forget me, Celie!
[Celie]
Nettie, write to me!
[Mister]
Git!
[Nettie]
I'll write to you everyday
[Mister]
Git!
[Nettie]
Nothin' but d**h will keep me from you!
[Mister]
Git off my property!
[Celie]
Nettie!
[Mister]
Yo sister dead to ya! Dead! Giit!
[Celie]
You can't do this! You can't do this!
Why you do this, dear God?
[Verse 1]
What you done wit' my sister?
How this play in yo' plan?
Won't you bring back my Nettie?
You the only one who can!
I never ask for anything
But I'm askin' for this
If I'm really a lily of the field
You will answer my prayer
Or you're no God at all…
Nettie...
[Mister]
What you think you doin'? You touch that mailbox, I'll k** ya, gal
[Celie]
So many winters grey and summers blue
She must be dead
What kind of God are you?