God bless the man who stumbles   God bless the man who falls   God bless the man who yields to temptation   God bless the woman who suffers   God bless the woman who weeps   God bless the children trying her patience      Trouble getting over it is what you’re in for   So pour yourself another   ‘Cause it’ll take a steady pair of hands      Holy or unholy ghost   Well now I can’t tell   But either way you cut it   You should get some distance if you plan   To take a stand      God bless the house divided   God bless the weed in the wheat   God bless the lamp lit under a bushel      I discovered hell to be the poison in the well   So I tried to warn the others of the curse   But then my body turned on me   I dreamt that for eternity my family would burn   Then I awoke, with a wicked thirst   By my baby’s yellow bed I kissed her forehead   And rubbed her little tummy   And wondered if she’ll soon despise the smell   Of the booze on my breath, like her mom   Through a darkened mirror I have seen my own reflection   And it makes me want to be a better man   After another drink      God bless the man at the crossroads   God bless the woman who still can’t sleep   God bless the history that doesn’t repeat