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When I was just a little girl |
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My mama said to me |
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Beware of the devil my child |
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In the dark rocky places he'll keep |
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Beware of the devil my child |
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Beware of his charming ways |
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You'll fall under an evil spell |
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Just looking at his beautiful face |
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You gotta build yourself a levee deep inside |
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Don't go walking by the riverside |
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Alone in the pale moonlight |
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He'll come upon you girl |
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With no earthy body in sight |
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Come up upon you girl |
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And he'll whisper something sweet, then take you |
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Where the waters rise so high and run so deep |
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You gotta build yourself a levee deep inside |
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Gotta build yourself a levee deep inside |
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Build yourself a levee girl |
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When the waters run high |
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Now when I was just a little girl |
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My mama said to me |
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Beware of the devil my child |
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But if by chance you should meet |
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Beware of his cold dark eyes |
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Full of bold and unholy deceit |
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He'll tempt you with a whirling pool of lies |
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And promises he'll deny |
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Or that he'll never keep |
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You gotta build yourself a levee deep inside |
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Build yourself a levee deep inside |
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You gotta build yourself a levee deep inside |
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Build yourself a levee girl when the waters run high |
