Lyrics:
If you could love me as a wife
and for my wedding gift, your life
Should that be all I’d ever need
or is there more I’m looking forand should I read between the lines
and look for blessings in disguise
To make me handsome, rich, and wise
Is that really what you wantI am a whore I do confess
But I put you on just like a wedding dress
and I run down the aisle
and I run down the aisle
I’m a prodigal with no way home
but I put you on just like a ring of gold
and I run down the aisle to youSo could you love this bastard child
Though I don’t trust you to provide
With one hand in a pot of gold
and with the other in your sideI am so easily satisfied
by the call of lovers so less wild
That I would take a little cash
Over your very flesh and bloodBecause money cannot buy
a husband’s jealous eye
When you have knowingly deceived his wife
By Derek Webb from the album She Must and Shall Go Free.
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