I surely knew it was a trap ye Yet my hands they would not listen I shoulda known your word was flap Comin' out all sweet an drippin'
O so where could I go - yes but to the Lord I been to your house an' see what you adore I left there stiff - stiff as a board Where could I go but to the Lord When will I hurt for heaven's sake When will I suffer for the sake of heaven
All my love well it is madness Freely given to you folks with gladness I will not live and die - no not by the sword I am weak without the joy of the Lord
Taste and see that the Lord is good Let's bend our knees like we know we should We can't see clear - our eyes are made of wood Taste and see boy that the Lord is goodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.