If I'd oblige the odds are I'd findnWhat makes a man is inside, inside, insidenA crooked tongue makes for crooked speechnGod forbid what I thought, forgive what I thinknnI was the fairest of them allnI was the biggest of the smallnI was the sharpest in the shednI was the brightest of the headnnTo live is Christ, to die is gainnI try and I try, I try and I trynA crooked tongue makes for crooked speechnGod forbid that I thought, forgive that I'd thinknnIt's time, it's time, I've made up my mindnOh, but I've changed my mindnThat I've made up my mind