Lyrics

She was nothing until she heard
Bless the child who's soul it touched
With not a struggle in life but
Living for the city blues - the masquerade
Slowly becoming the foundations of her life
Cuz I was only 3 years old
When I fell in love with old soul
Too deep was the cry
Too sharp was the knife
And I, fell in love with old soul
Listening with Otis on a vinyl record
I know his tone is as rich as black coffee
But if we do the same in time
We'll be making our own paradise
When Troubles of world come over me
Cuz I was only 3 years old
When I fell in love with old soul
Cuz I was only 3 years old
When I fell in love with old soul
Cuz I was only 3 years old
When I fell in love with old soul
Too deep was the cry
Too sharp was the knife
And I fell in love with old soul
- Guitar solo -
Cuz I was only 3 years old
When I fell in love with old soul
Too deep was the cry
Too sharp was the knife
And I fell in love with old soul
Written by: Mahalia Changlee, Nathan Johnson, Seymour Cairns Milton
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