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She was a white black beauty
The of an Indian
Her grandparents raised her in northern
I call her

She was calling
(She was young, yeah)
She was love
(Calling love, oh)

He was the son of a
Holiness woman
They say nobody was
But his brother
I him father

He was love
(He was young, yeah)
He was love
(Still in love)

She was
(Love, love, love)
love, yeah
(Love, love, love)

She was love
(He was young, oh)
She was love
(Still in love, oh)

We all got together for the first last September
I said, "Somebody a photograph, I've got a camera"
Now I got me a favorite