| Lovely lady, dressed in blue, teach me how to pray
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| Cause God was just your little boy, and you know the way
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| Did you lift him up sometimes, gently on your knee
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| Did you tell him stories of the world, like mother did to me
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| And when he fell, did you lift him up, and make everything alright
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| And did you tell him his prayers at night
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| I wanna know my lovely lady, lovely lady, dressed, dressed in blue
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| Oh, God was just your little boy, your little boy and you know the truth
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| And did you whisper in his ear sweet lullabyes
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| I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know, did he cry
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| Lovely lady, dressed in blue, oh won’t you please teach me how to pray
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| Cause God was just your little boy, and
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| I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know, so teach me how to pray
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| Teach me how to pray |