She

(Parsons / Ethridge)

She came from a land of cotton, a land forgotten by everyone
And she worked and slaved so hard , the cotton fields were her backyard

Whoa she could sing, whoa she could sing.
She had faith, she had believin’
She led the people all together singin’
Praises of joy to the lord up above, Hallelujah

He looked down and had some pity and he sent a breeze to only her
But he knew she didn’t have to be pretty all the beauty was inside of her

Oh she could sing, I said Lord she could sing
She had faith, she had believing
She led the people all together singin’
Praises of joy to the lord up above singin’ hallelujah

I here ya sister callin’ to me now
She’ll never get tired

She had faith, she had believing

She led the people all together singin’
Praises of joy to the Lord up above singin’ hallelujah,

She’ll never get tired of singin’, one more time, hallelujah

© 1971 Irving Music / House of Jones BMI

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