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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
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