Lyrics:

You've been talkin' about your woman
I sure wish that you could see mine
You've been talkin' about your woman
I sure wish that you could see mine
Every time the little girl start to lovin'
She brings eyesight to the blind

Her daddy must've been a millionaire
'Cause I can tell by the way she walk
Her daddy must've been a millionaire
'Cause I can tell by the way she walk
Every time she start to lovin'
The deaf and dumb begin to talk
All right

I remember one Friday mornin'
The little girl was makin' up her bread
Man in the next room was dyin'
Stopped dyin' an' held up his head
He said, 'man, ain't she pretty?'
An' the whole state know she's fine
Every time she start to lovin'
She bring eyesight to the blind

Let's go now