She was a white-skinned black beauty
The daughter of an indian
Her grandparents raised her in Northern Illinois
I call her mother

She was calling love
She was young, calling love

He was the son of a hellfire holiness preacher woman
They say nobody was wilder
But maybe his brother
I call him father

He was calling love
He was young, stealing love

We all got together for the first time last September
I said, "Somebody take a photograph
I got a camera"
Now I got me a favorite picture

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
95
95.49
U R MY Love Lyrics
Separated Usher Lyrics