How lucky can one guy be;
I kissed her and she
Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old
When you're weary, feeling small,
When tears are in your eyes,
There's a calm surrender
To the rush of day
When the heat
This thing called love I just can't handle it
this
Every night I say a prayer
That I'll wake up to
Turn down the lights, turn down the bed
Turn down these
I'm, I'm so in love with you
Whatever you want to
I remember all my life
Raining down as cold as
I could listen to you talk for hours
Even watch you
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because
We have the chance to
turn the pages over
We
I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish
I'll be
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