Everything gonna turn out nice
Everlasting arms you gotta keep me from these false alarms
Alarm, alarm I see you sad
Maybe I see you I'm glad
Maybe maybe t he fire of her desire
Patience patience said the man
Patience patience I can't understand
Patience like a man and a wife I got patience on my neck like a  cold cold knife
I say Jack be nimble Jack fall dead
Jack bend over and give Jilly head
Oh you gotta help my body heal my soul



Verse 2:
Dead men working a sinner a saint
Mixing up a pail of paint
Painted the house, black as night
When the sun came up the house was white
Gotta go on gotta go on
we gotta go on you gotta go on
you gotta go on
go on
go on
try and live life like I couldn't