Wicked Wicked World

from the album Unplugged

Wicked Wicked World

Recorded by The Choir for their album Unplugged (2000)

©2000 Words and Music by Terry Taylor and Steve Hindalong

My mother bless her soul
When she held me on her knee
Was a fool to offer cruel advice

She said, "Sonny play that banjo"
Surely you'll make history."
But I've been less than lucky with the dice.

I will not blame the hangman
For the skillful knot he tied
I can't forgive the swine who scorned my pearls

I won't curse the Lord of mercy
On the day of my demise
I'll blame it on the wicked, wicked world

Dad, the silent type
Put a roof over our heads
For the farmer's hands, so callous and so lean

Still he loved us in his own way, As he tucked me into bed
He prayed in Jesus name to be redeemed

I won't curse the Lord of mercy
On the day of my demise
I'll blame it on the wicked, wicked world
I'll blame it on the wicked, wicked world


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