See me moving without warning Fast as my legs can run And I'm hanging by thin wire Been that way since I was young Only the good Lord got his reasons For turning on his own son
And he beat up on me real bad Bad as a dog can be He took every smile that I had And he threw it all back at me Only the good Lord got his reasons Make you cry 'til your eyes can't see Well he burned down all that I had And he left me beat and blind Oh he dealt me pain and sorrow And every fear that he could find When a good Lord talked to Jesus Guess I ain't what he had in mind Oh when the good Lord talked to Jesus I guess I ain't what he had in mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
