I've got a woman, I love her, lordy-lord
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She cooks my breakfast on Sunday, just like my Ma
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I hang my hat in her house, she don't charge a dime
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Love me, trust me, never cuss me, you know she's mine
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I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking in rhyme
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I'm talking 'bout that everlovin' woman of mine
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Oh, when I'm gone you know she don't hang around
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And when I'm gone you know she don't follow me down
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She keeps the night-light burning, lord, she waits for me
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Taking care of business, lord, she's taking care of me
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I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking in rhyme
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I'm talking 'bout that everlovin' woman of mine
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She'd have me do it if I'd do it at all
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You know I love her, do I love her, lordy-lord
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I hang my hat in her house, honey, she don't charge a dime
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Taking care of business, she's taking care of business of mine
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I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking in rhyme
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I'm talking 'bout that everlovin' woman of mine
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Everlovin' Woman
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| J. J. Cale |
