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