If i'd oblige the odds are i'd find What makes a man is inside, inside A crooked tongue makes for crooked speech God forbid what i thought, forgive what i think I was the fairest of them all I was the biggest of the small I was the sharpest in the shed I was the brightest of the head To live is christ, to die is gain I try, i try, i try, and i try A crooked tongue makes for crooked speech God forbid what i thought, forgive what i think It's time, it's time, i've made up my mind Oh but i've changed my mind That i've made up my mind