5 acessos
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