If I'd oblige the odds are I'd find   What makes a man is inside, 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 and I try, I try and I try   A crooked tongue makes for crooked speech   God forbid that I thought, forgive that I'd 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