| Well, my baby,
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| she’s like a little black star.
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| She’s just like her daddy,
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| Way yonder far.
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| Just like her daddy,
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| Way yonder far.
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| I’m gonna tell me Jesus,
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| about my little black star.
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| Gonna tell my Jesus,
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| just where she are
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| Gonna tell my Jesus,
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| All about my star.
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| Way down in the swamp,
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| the mean old alligators fight.
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| They fight all day,
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| and they fight all night.
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| They fight all day,
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| and they fight all night.
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| Well, my baby,
|
| she’s like a little black star.
|
| She’s just like her daddy,
|
| Way yonder far.
|
| Just like her daddy,
|
| Way yonder far.
|
| I’m gonna tell me Jesus,
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| about my little black star.
|
| Gonna tell my Jesus,
|
| just where she are
|
| Gonna tell my Jesus,
|
| All about my star.
|
| Way down in the swamp,
|
| the mean old alligators fight.
|
| They fight all day,
|
| and they fight all night.
|
| They fight all day,
|
| and they fight all night.
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| Well, my baby,
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| she’s like a little black star.
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| She’s just like her daddy,
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| Way yonder far. |