Lyrics

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 and drippin' O so where could I go - yes but to the lord I been to your house and 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 An' 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