The civil wars

I had me a girl

The civil wars
I had me a girl
Who taught me those things
A young man should know

Down, down on my knees
I’d beg and I’d plead
To learn a little bit more

Oh that woman taught me to pray
I saw Heaven every day
Lord, she could
Oo
Oohhohh
Oo
Oohh

I had me a boy
Who buttoned me down
Drew me a line

He, he washed me as clean
As a sinner could be
Showed me the light

Oh that boy, he taught me to pray
But for all of his spit-shinin’ ways
Lord, he could
Oo
Oohhohh
Oo
Oohh

I had me a girl
Like cigarette smoke
She came and she went

I slipped through his hands
To my back door man
Under his chin

Oh that woman taught me to pray
But for all her wandering ways
She could
Oo
Oohhohh
Oo
Oohh

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