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