| She …
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| She came from the land of the cotton
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| A land that was nearly forgotten
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| By everyone
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| And she …
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| She worked and she slaved so hard
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| A big ol’field was her backyard
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| In the delta sun
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| Oh, but she sure could sing
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| Yes, yes
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| She sure could sing
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| Then he …
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| Looked down and he took a little pity
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| The whole town swore he decided
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| He help her some
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| And he Didn’t mind if she wasn’t very pretty
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| For deep inside his heart he knew
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| She was the only one
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| Oh, but she sure could sing
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| My, my she sure could sing
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| She had faith and she had believin'
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| She led all the people together in singin'
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| And she prayed very night
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| To the Lord up above
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| Singin’hallelujah
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| Oh, hallelujah
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| They …
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| Would walk singin’songs by the river
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| Even when she knew for sure
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| She had to go away
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| And she
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| Never knew what her life had to give her
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| And never had to worry about it For one single day
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| Oh, but she sure could sing
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| Yes, yes she sure could sing |