| White Lady she don’t care
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| Night is falling, rain in the air
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| Wrapped up tight in your silver dress
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| You are the image of happiness
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| Comes around with a familiar tune
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| Walks right in with her chain and her spoon
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| White Lady passing from hand to hand
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| Don’t stop to think, don’t try to understand
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| Sometimes she travels with him
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| Sometimes she dances with me
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| But when she dances and sings
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| It’s so hard to say no
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| It’s so hard to say no
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| It’s so hard to say no to the White Lady
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| You know she’s white as the driven snow
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| This lady’s clean as clean can go
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| White Lady with her marble face
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| Feels no remorse there, there’s no disgrace
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| Her arms sure don’t keep you warm
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| But she keeps you moving
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| White Lady you’re so high in price
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| When will I think of the sacrifice
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| Sometimes she’s bought by a king
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| Sometimes she’s given to me
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| But when she dances and sings
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| It’s so hard to say no
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| It’s so hard to say no
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| It’s so hard to say no to the White Lady
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| Her head is as clear as the mountain air
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| Her eyes are shining with the light
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| To whom will she bring delight
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| White Lady’s riding high tonight
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| To whom will she bring delight
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| White Lady’s riding high tonight
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| White Lady’s riding high tonight
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| It’s so hard to say no
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| It’s so hard to say no
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| It’s so hard to say no to the White Lady |