Phyllis Ruth Lyrics - Singles - Sixteen Horsepower

The chill of Coffeeville, she's in those hills still 

Kindness of her face so white 

The chill of Coffeeville, Lord, pray it be Your will 

That she dwell in Your house tonight 

As one with spirit, yes, she goes where it goes 

What my little girl sees from the sill, nobody knows 

As one with spirit, yeah, she goes where it leads 

Oh, boy, that's where my little girl feeds 

Should I do, do like you, look long with swing eyes 

Never talk about it, Phyllis Ruth 

Yeah, I should do as you would 

Walk right up to, to that box of wood 

Yeah, step up girl 

Yeah, gimme your hand 

Yeah, Phyllis Ruth 

How far is heaven, I'll go tonight 

Be a man about it, boy, an' hold you tight 

How far is heaven, I'll go tonight 

Be a man about it, boy, an' hold you tight, yeah 

Gimme your hand 

Oh, Phyllis Ruth 

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