| I have loved me a man, like my momma did
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| I have loved me a man.
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| Tall and tender, his hands like my daddy’s were
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| With a mind that understands
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| And the arms that held me when I would cry
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| The lips that kissed away my tears
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| They’re a part of the man that my momma loved
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| And I have loved me a man
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| I have wed me a man, like my momma did
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| I have wed me a man
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| I can still feel the warmth of the words he said
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| He held my heart right in his hands
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| And in the morning I would wake by his side
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| And wonder what I could have done
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| To be loved by a man like my momma loved
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| And I have loved me a man
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| I would bear him a child, like my momma did
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| I would bear him a child
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| She’d be gentle and sweet, like my momma was
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| I’d watch her grow and in a while
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| She’d ask me momma what should I want from life
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| And I would tell her with a smile
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| Just be loved by a man like your momma loved
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| And I have loved me a man
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| And I have loved me a man |