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Kindness of her face so white
The chill of Coffeeville, Lord, pray it be Your will
That she dwell in Your house tonight
As one with spirit, yes, she goes where it goes
What my little girl sees from the sill, nobody knows
As one with spirit, yeah, she goes where it leads
Oh, boy, that's where my little girl feeds
Should I do, do like you, look long with swing eyes
Never talk about it, Phyllis Ruth
Yeah, I should do as you would
Walk right up to, to that box of wood
Yeah, step up girl
Yeah, gimme your hand
Yeah, Phyllis Ruth
How far is heaven, I'll go tonight
Be a man about it, boy, an' hold you tight
How far is heaven, I'll go tonight
Be a man about it, boy, an' hold you tight, yeah
Gimme your hand
Oh, Phyllis Ruth
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Kindness of her face so white
The chill of Coffeeville, Lord, pray it be Your will
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