Oh, Ozilline,
I feel for you
(Pleasure's
what they double)
Oh,
Ozilline, I feel for you
(If
I could call you mine)
As soon
as the corn's in, the deer will come to feed
And
when the berry ripens, the bird will come to eat
Build
by the river, it's pretty but you'll pay
'Cause
the springtime brings the floodplain or your cutbank washes away
Oh, Ozilline,
I feel for you
(Pleasure's
what they double)
Oh,
Ozilline, I feel for you
(If
I could call you mine)
I had
to put the dog down before I hit the road
I watched
that sweet old life become a bag of bones
When
your body's broken and your heart wants to give in
And
you hear that hoot owl callin' just like she was a friend
Oh, Ozilline,
I feel for you
(Pleasure's
what they double)
Oh,
Ozilline, I feel for you
(If
I could call you mine)
I said,
"Ozilline, she don't let you cry
When
you ask where it hurts"
I said,
"Ozilline, she don't let you cry
When
you ask where it hurts"
She
says, "What a blessed sky"
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