| In her red sun dress with braids in her hair
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| She crawled out her window and ran to meet him there
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| Where she gave up on youth and gave into desire
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| And the touch of his hands lit a wildfire
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| And a sliver of light
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| Cuts through the dark
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| And the moonlight shines
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| On Della Jane’s heart
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| The cold wind was blowing as she waited for his embrace
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| But it only got colder when she saw the look on his face
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| His blindsiding words of his new love for Anna Lee
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| Filled her with rage as he told her of their plans to leave
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| And a sliver of light
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| Cuts through the dark
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| And the moonlight shines
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| On Della Jane’s heart
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| Now the weight of her world was heavy as lead
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| But she drug it on down to the ol' riverbed
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| With her knees in the mud she looked up and prayed
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| «Lord, please wash all of my sins and his body away»
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| Wash it all away, wash it all away
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| And a sliver of light
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| Cuts through the dark
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| And the moonlight shines
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| On Della Jane’s heart
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| On Della Jane’s heart, on Della Jane’s heart
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| On Della Jane’s heart, on Della Jane’s heart |