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My Soul, My Soul - Richard Thompson
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My Soul, My Soul Richard Thompson

My Soul, My Soul - Richard Thompson
My Soul My Soul My Soul
My Soul My Soul My Soul
My Soul My Soul My Soul

She's never going to shake it up
She's never going to shake it up
She's never going to shake it up
She'll never be satisfied

She's never going to eye me right
She's never going to eye me right
She's never going to eye me right
The way I want to be eyed

The way she crimps her curls
The way she calls that hog
The way she sips her tea
The way she smokes that log
The way she bangs the wall
The way she walks the dog

I showed her my invitation
I showed her my invitation
I showed her my invitation
If she didn't go and scratch me off
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