Dirt Poor Robins Woe To Me
How crooked my hands
How twisted my thoughts
How can I take the stand?
I'm a fraud who'll be caught
For all that I've said
And all that I've done
Was worthless at best
And at worst it did harm
When I gave my all
For everyone else
I can see in the end
It was all for myself
Woe to me
Woe to me
My guilt is unfurled
By all I've done in this World
Woe to me
Woe to me
Whatever I get
I deserve nothing less
If there is a way
To pay back this cost
It is out of my hands
And firmly in God's