Whoah, the girl I love, she got long black wavy hair
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I do declare!
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The girl I love, yeah, she got long black wavy hair,
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Ah yeah,
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Her Mother and her Father, Lordy,
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They sure don't, sure don't allow me there.
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Well I, I'm goin' back to my baby, Lord I,
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I swear I wouldn't lie, yeah
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I never saw that sweet woman yeah in-a
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A-five long years gone by, yeah.
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Well I'm goin' ho__me, I'm goin' home
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'Cause she's a sweet little darlin', ah
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I said I been away, ahh-far too long,
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I been away too long.
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Take it Jimmy!
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Well, my baby when...
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She shakes just like a willow tree,
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Yes she does.
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My baby, when she walks, ya know
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She shakes like a willow tree, yeah.
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Ah-that mean, mistreatin' baby she know she
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Harps, harps all over me.
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Oooh.
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Yeah!
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Alright!
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Harps over me...
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The Girl I Love She Got Long Black Wavy Hair
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Led Zeppelin |