| When I was just a little girl
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| My mamma said to me
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| «Beware of the devil my child
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| In the dark rocky places he’ll keep
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| Beware of the devil my child
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| Beware of his charming ways
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| You’ll fall under an evil spell
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| Just looking at his beautiful face
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| You gotta build yourself a levee deep inside»
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| «Don't go walking by the riverside
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| Alone in the pale moonlight
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| He’ll come up upon you girl
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| With no earthy body in sight
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| Come up upon you girl
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| And he’ll whisper something sweet
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| Then take you where the waters rise
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| So high and run so deep.»
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| «You gotta build yourself a levee deep inside
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| Gotta build yourself a levee deep inside
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| Build yourself a levee girl when the waters run high»
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| Now when I was just a little girl
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| My mamma said to me
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| «Beware of the devil my child
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| But if by chance you should meet
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| Beware of his cold dark eyes full of bold and unholy deceit
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| He’ll tempt you with a whirling pool of lies and promises
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| He’ll deny or that he will never keep» |