"Talk To Your Daughter" lyrics

"Talk To Your Daughter"

Mama, mama, please talk to your daughter of me
Mama, mama, please talk to your daughter of me
She had made me to love her and I ain't gon' leave her be

I ain't gonna stand no quitting and she won't dog me around
I ain't gonna stand no quitting and she won't dog me around
If she dogs me 'round I'm gonna have to leave this town

You should talk to your daughter
You should talk to your daughter
You should talk to your daughter
You should talk to your daughter
She had made me to love her and I ain't gon' leave her be

You should talk to your daughter
You need to talk to your daughter
You should talk to your daughter
You need to talk to your daughter
She had made me to love her and I ain't gon' leave her be

You need to talk to your daughter
You should talk to your daughter
You need to talk to your daughter
You should talk to your daughter
She had made me to love her and I ain't gon' leave her be


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