Cotton Pickers Precious Girl
I felt it flushed with fever
as she crossed my way.
I couldn’t even see her
I smelled the scent of day.
The air was softly breathing
I tried to cath her eye.
My heart was badly squeezing
as she went passing by.
UUUUUhhhh sliding over the place,
UUUUUhhhh lovely shining face.
She looked as if she knew me
her breath was everywhere.
And then she walked right trough me
as if I wasen’t there.
Her eyes did finally find me
my heart was raged and feared
I prayed that she would mind me
as she disappeard.
UUUUUhhhh sliding over the place,
UUUUUhhhh lovely shining face,
UUUUUhhhh sliding over the place,
UUUUUhhhh never ending grace.
UUUUUhhhh sliding ….
