Mister / Nettie & Lily of the Field

You got some pretty teeth nettie
Celie got pretty teeth too don't you think
And your skin dazzle my eyes like the moon light the night
Thank you
That's a real pretty dress nettie
You married to my sister
And them shoes look just right on them pretty little feets
I got to get to school
I need some sugar for my sweet tooth nettie
Don't you come over here
When you gonna let me lick your lollipop
Ahh
Dear god don't take my nettie
You ain't never gonna hear from her ever
Don't do this don't hurt her
You even try to find her she'll be the one to pay
Don't forget me celie
Nettie write to me
Get off my property
I'll write to you every day nothin' but death will keep me from it
Nettie
Yo sister dead to ya dead
You can't do this you can't do this
Why you do this dear god
What you done with my sister
How this play in your plan
Won't you bring back my nettie
You the only one who can
I never ask for anything
But I'm askin' for this
If I'm really a lily of the field
You will answer my prayer
Or you're no god at all
What you think you doin'
You go near that mailbox I'll kill you
So many winters grey and summers blue
She must be dead
What kind of god are you