Mister / Nettie & Lily of the Field

You got some pretty teeth, Nettie Celie got pretty teeth, too Don't you think? And your skin dazzle my eyes Like the moonlight the night Thank you That's a real pretty dress, Nettie You married to my sister And them shoes look just right On them pretty little feets I got to get to school I need some sugar for my sweet tooth, Nettie Don't you come over here! When you gonna let me lick Your lollipop Nettie?! Argh! Gah Dear God, dont take my Nettie! You ain't never gonna hear from her Ever Dont do this Dont hurt her You even try to find her She'll be the one to pay Dont forget me, Celie Nettie, write me Get off my property! I'll write ya everday Nothing but death will keep me from it! Nettie! Your sister dead to you Dead! You can't do this! You can't do this! Why you do this Dear God?! What you've done with my sister? How this play in your plan? Won't you bring back my Nettie? You the only one who can I never ask for anything But I'm asking for this If I'm really a lily of the field You will answer my prayer Or you're no God at all! What do you think you're doing? You go near that mailbox and I'll kill you, girl So many winters grey And summers blue She must be dead What kind of God are you?