Lyrics

When I built this bed I did it with my own two hands For I knew that one day you would come along And make this home No longer alone My own true love When I come here from the fields You wash my body and sit next to me We will have two children They will call you mama My own true love We will lift our voices We will pray together My own true love My own true love
Writer(s): Scott Christopher Pfaff Holiday, Jay Bartholomew Buchanan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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