I surely knew it was a trap ye
   but my hands they would not listen
   I shoulda known your words was flap
   Comin' out all sweet and drippin'
   O so where could I go ~ yes but to the lord
   I been to your house an seen 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 folks with gladness
   I will not live and die - no not by the sword
  
   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 an see boy that the lord is good