| For Heaven's Sake |
| 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 good |