Lyrics:

( Sonny Boy Williamson )





Well well well well...





You were talkin' bout'chor woman

I wish to God that'choo could see mine

You were talkin' bout'chor woman

I wish to God honey... that'choo could see mine

Every time that little girl start to loving... she bring eyesight to the blind





Lord... her daddy musta been a millionaire... 'cause I can tell by the way she walk

Her daddy musta been a millionaire... 'cause I can tell by the way she walk

Every time she start loving... the deaf and dumb begin to talk

Yeah... you know what they say





I remember one Friday morning

We was lying down across your bed

Man in the bathroom was dying... eyes were sad and I stroked his head

And I said... Lordy... ain't she pertty... and the whole state knows shes fine... yeah





And every every every time she start to loving... she bring eyesight to the blind





What a woman I got here

Lean on me baby... lean on me

Oh...





Yes... I declare she pretty and the whole state knows she's fine

Man... I declare she pretty... Lordy Lordy I declare she's fine

Every every every every time she starts to loving... she bring eyesight to the blind