You talk about your woman
Wish you could see mine
You talk about your woman
Wish you could see mine
Every time she starts to loving
She gives eyesight to the blind
Well her daddy was a merrymaker
You can tell by the way she walks
Well her daddy was a merrymaker
You can tell by the way she walks
Every time she starts loving
The dumb begin to talk
One Friday morning we were
Lying 'cross the bed
The man next door was dying
But he raised up his head
He said ain't she pretty
(But) The whole world knows she's fine
Every time she starts to loving
She gives eyesight to the blind