
Oh Well Songtext
I can't help about the shape I'm in
I can't sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin
Don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to
Now when I talk to God
Stick by me and I'll be your guiding hand
Don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to
I think he'll understand
I can't sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin
Don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to
Now when I talk to God
Stick by me and I'll be your guiding hand
Don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to
PETER ALAN GREEN
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