Little Lovin' - Lissie

Lyrics by：Elisabeth Maurus/Angelo Petraglia

Composed by：Elisabeth Maurus/Angelo Petraglia

Appalachian farmer

Noted charmer

Forgot the field

Mississippi moonchild

Driving him wild

Forgot to yield

I wait hey day

Day dreaming someday

Be better off

By Georgia pine declining

To it's death in a Florida swamp

I gotta lot of loving

I gotta lot of loving

I gotta lot of love in my heart

I'm gonna get to heaven

I'm gonna get to heaven

I'm gonna get to heaven alright

Fighting illini

Making me cry

In a cornfield

Across the nation patient

You pass the waiting

With a warm meal

Tenne saw what you see

Arkan I can't die being calm

Hollywood's old darling

Gonna move to New Orleans

They singing psalms

I gotta lot of loving

I gotta lot of loving

I gotta lot of love in my heart

I'm gonna get to heaven

I'm gonna count to seven

I'm gonna get to heaven alright

Why you running

Why you running

Why you running my life

Why you running

Why you running

Why you running my life

Why you running

Why you running

Why you running my life

Why you running

Why you running

Why you running my life

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