| She’s as gentle as a July breeze
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| Slippin' through the cottonwood trees
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| I was empty as a man could be
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| Until the day I found her
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| Times I find it hard to put into words
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| The Way I feel when I’m away from her
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| I’m like a man about to die of thirst
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| When I’m not around her
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| Oh, her love is like sweetwater
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| Fallin' from a summer sky
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| Yes, her love is like sweetwater
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| When my well
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| Is runnin' dry
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| It’s in the passion of her soft caress
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| It’s in the power of her tenderness
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| She can move me with her fingertips
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| And with a whisper she can soother me
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| She electrifies my heart and soul
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| With an energy invisible
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| It’s so much more than purely physical
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| This feelin' flowin' through me
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| Oh, her love is like sweetwater
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| Fallin' from a summer sky
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| Yes, her love is like sweetwater
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| When my well
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| Is runnin' dry
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| Yes her love is like sweetwater
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| Fallin' (down) from a summer sky
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| Oh yes, her love is like sweetwater
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| When my well
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| Is runnin' dry
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| Sweetwater
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| Oh, Oooo, Oooo, Oooo |