Phyllis Ruth lyrics
The chill of coffeeville
She's in those hills still 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 yeh She goes where it leads O boy - that's where my little girl feeds Should i do - do like you Look long with swing eyes An' never talk about it Phyllis ruth Yeah i should - do as you would Walk right up to that box of wood Step up girl How far is heaven I'll go tonight - be a man about it Boy an' hold you tight
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