| Gentle country man, now that I found you
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| Waiting in your rich and fertile delta
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| I will whisper songs to satisfy your longing
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| For the warm and tender shelter of my body
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| And you’re mine, yes, you’re my Delta man
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| Yes, you’re mine, dear, you’re my Delta man
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| Please, don’t ask how many times I found you
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| Standing waiting for me under the shade tree
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| And I think of days, and different ways, you held me
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| Understand now gentleman, I am a lady
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| And you’re mine, yes, you’re my Delta man
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| Yes, you’re mine, dear, you’re my Delta man
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| Oh, when I’m home again in the city
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| I think of you because I love you
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| When I get back uptown it ain’t the same, no
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| All them city men don’t do nothing to me
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| And you know it seems in all my dreams I want you
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| I’m so glad you’re waiting for me down in the country
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| Well, you’re mine, yes, you’re my Delta man
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| Yes, you’re mine, dear, you’re my Delta man
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| And you’re mine, yes, you’re my Delta man
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| Yes, you’re mine, dear, you’re my Delta man |