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<< Hummingbird >>
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--- B.B. King
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Sometimes I get impatient
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but she cools me without words
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and she comes so sweet and so plain
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my hummingbird and have you heard
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that I thought my life had ended
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but I find that it´s just begun
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cause she gets me where I live
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I´ll give all I have to give
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I´m talking about that hummingbird
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oh she´s little and she loves me
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too much for words to say
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when I see her in the morning sleeping
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she´s little and she loves me
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to my lucky day
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hummingbird don´t fly away
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When I´m felling wild and lonesome
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she knows the words to say
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and she gives me a little understanding
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in her special way
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and I just have to say
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in my life I loved a woman
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because she´s more than I deserve
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and she gets me where I live
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I´ll give all I have to give
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I´m talking about that hummingbird
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oh she´s little and she loves me
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too much for words to say
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when I see her in the morning sleeping
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she´s little and she loves me
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to my lucky day
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hummingbird don´t fly away
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Hummingbird
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| b.b. king |
