Take Yo' Praise
We've come a long, long way together,
Through the hard times and the good,
I have to celebrate you baby,
I have to praise you like I should.
You're so rare, you're so fine;
I'm so glad you're mine.
You're so rare, you're so fine;
I'm so glad you're mine.
You make me glad, I'm a woman,
'Cos you're a feeling, thinking man.
And anytime, I know you're needing;
I'm going to please you every way I can.
You're so rare, you're so fine;
I'm so glad you're mine.
You're so rare, you're so fine;
You've cleared the questions from my mind.
I was a-fraid to say; I love you,
Afraid to take and too eager to give.
You helped me deal with what I'm feeling,
With why and how, I want to live.
You're so rare, man, you're so fine;
You know I'm so glad you're mine.
You're so rare, man, you're so fine;
I'm sho' nuff glad your mine.
I have to praise you, when you hold me,
When you work your way a-round.
Ain't a part of me left over,
That your sweet love ain't found.
You make my moan turn to whisper,
You make my whisper, turn to call.
You make me scream and scream that, I love you,
When you, (when you), make me rise and fall.
You're so rare, and you're so fine;
I'm so very, very glad you're mine.
You're so rare, yu're so fine,
Oh, (oh), you're mine, you're mine.
You know I want the best for you baby,
And what you want, I want for you.
And we can work together baby,
To see it, to see it all come true.
'Cos you're so rare and you're so fine,
And Lord knows; I'm so very glad you're mine.
You're so rare, so rare and you're so very, very fine;
Oh you cleared all the questions from my mind.
We've come a long, long way to-gether,
Through the hard times and the good.
I'm going to take this day to celebrate you baby;
'Cos I have to stop and praise you, like I should.
You're so rare, take yo' praise, and you're so fine,
And I hope you know, I'm glad you're mine.
Take yo' praise; you're so rare,
Take yo' praise; you're so fine...
Compositor: Camille D Yarbrough
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