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Mississippi in the middle of a dry spellJimmy Rogers on the Victrola up highMama's dancin' with baby on her shoulderThe sun is settin' like molasses in the skyThe boy could sing, knew how to move, everythingAlways wanting more, he'd leave you longing forBlack velvet and that little boy's smileBlack velvet with that slow southern styleA new religion that'll bring ya to your kneesBlack velvet if you pleaseUp in Memphis the music's like a heatwaveWhite lightning, bound to drive you wildMama's baby's in the heart of every school girl"Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisleThe way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and trueAlways wanting more, he'd leave you longing forBlack velvet and that little boy's smileBlack velvet with that slow southern styleA new religion that'll bring ya to your kneesBlack velvet if you pleaseEvery word of every song that he sang was for youIn a flash he was gone, it happened so soon, what couldYou do?Black velvet and that little boy's smileBlack velvet with that slow southern styleA new religion that'll bring ya to your kneesBlack velvet if you pleaseBlack velvet and that little boy's smileBlack velvet with that slow southern styleA new religion that'll bring ya to your kneesBlack velvet if you pleaseIf you please, if you please, if you please

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Posted previously at: 2017-07-18T16:47:57 | Posted previously by: Icy-Enhjorning