There was no limit to the love that I got from you
Oh, but there's no end to the evil that a man can do
Now, the words that we vowed seemed a promise no power could turn 'round
But what the Lord hath wrought, any fool can knock right down.
It only takes a little shove from a backstreet love
Some pressure from accounts overdrawn
Now just add alcohol, and watch it all fall to the ground...
Well, what did I think I would gain, runnin' so wild?
Just the hatred of a woman and the tears of a helpless child
Sure, God blessed me with a love like few ever found
But what the Lord hath wrought, any food can knock right down.
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