Picture

She was the white skinned black beauty,

The daughter of an Indian

Her grandparents raised her

In northern Illinois

I call her mother.



Chorus:

(She was calling love)

She was young, yeah

(She was calling love)

Calling love, ohh!!



He was the son of

A hellfire holiness preacher woman

They say nobody was wilder,

But maybe his brother

I call him father.



Chorus:

(He was calling love)

He was young, yeah!!

(He was calling love)

Stealing love



Solo



Chorus:

She was young

Calling love, Yeah!

(She was calling love)

He was young, oh

(She was calling love)

Stealing love



We all got together

For the first time last September

I said "Somebody take a photograph

I've got a camera"

Now I got me a favorite picture




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