The White Buffalo
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There is a house in Germantown
They call the Holy Son
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh God, I'm one
If I listen to my momma
Lord, I hope today
You'll lift and surrender
Let me straight go tell
My baby sister
Never do what I've done
To shut the house in Germantown
They call the right son
My mother, she's a tailor
She swore my new blue jeans
My sweetheart is a rambler
Lawyer eyes and old jeans