Lyrics:
Written by Bonnie Dodd - Charles Mitchell
Recorded by Hank Snow
If it's wrong to love you wrong I'll alway be
Though the world may scorn me darling
Written by Bonnie Dodd - Charles Mitchell
Recorded by Hank Snow
If it's wrong to love you wrong I'll alway be
Though the world may scorn me darling
There is a land not far from the ears of sound
The eyes of sight can't see
It's over the trees
You'll be there by tomorrow's breeze
few people get
Surrounded by fools who confused strength with oppression!
I rise with a serpentine grace in the face of sinners' scorn
My Mind's form the Divine, a fortress
That all seem to imply
Silencing what you mean
Denial of grief, of scorn
And my seethe,
Have pushed me over
The edge into deep
For what i've gathered
I
come battle scars
It's the final charge
Here come battle scars
There's a child born
To the land of scorn
Sees past the borders
And the lords that
fall pound it's a headache not a tumor
Before the squad bounce stop at the dock to stock the schooner
Puff by the ounce smoke filling up the tomb hall
Fever has boiled inside the lecherous growth
Exposing the teeth from which a chasm will be bored
Pulling apart the flesh, with forcible scorn
Only
in pain
The abyss father
First of man made again
In a crucible of torment
Grief evermore vile and deformed waiting in scorn
Lurking in gloom
from a darkened mind
Brother
Loss
Traitor
Born
Failure
Scorn
From this day it will be my vow
To chase and hunt you down
Cleanse every stench
is decided by integrity and grit
Does it make you sober when you trample on others?
Iu0027m glad Iu0027m clear on whatu0027s right and whatu0027s wrong
With no remorse
I'll take the world for what it's worth
A tortured heart
Scorched and poisoned
My art-form of scorn
Tortured heart
I am poison
I am scorn
I got it for the low step in my store by
Man, you know I got it for the low step in my uh
Man, you know I got it for the low step in my uh
Lotta
held high
With our heads in the gutter
Helplessly paralyzed
Undecided if it's fight or flight
Like a rat in a cage
Immobilized
We must accept defeat
And scorn to live in slavery bound by iron chains
Well surrender now Jack Doolan for it's three to one
Surrender in the Queen's high name, or your living
guide me forward
It keeps me adorned
Inside a pocket of my scorn
It fixes all my bad days
It makes me see the heartaches
Are temporary
So I can't be very
a waste of breathe
It's hard to see the glass half-full
When you're staring from a six-foot hole
Hand-dug by a broken man
So tired he can barely stand
BABE)
NO MATTER THE WEATHER’S STORM, THE OPPRESSOR’S SCORN
I’LL COME TO YOU BABE
IF YOU LEAVE A TRACE.
(COME BABE)
THEY SAY THAT THE HUMAN RACE WON’T
of disdain.
(Pre-Chorus)
Behind these eyes, a story untold,
In the shadow of scorn, my spirit holds.
A melody of sorrow, a muted sound,
In the symphony
the flames of our origin
To lie still and wait
The baseless reverence you adjure
Is condemned by truth
Your divine, cast down from the skies
Cold and wretched
It went right by me
At the time it went over my head
I was looking out the window
I should have looked
At your face instead
It went right by
homage
I'm just shining on them
It's like a diamond on them
And I tried to warn them
Now I got to scorn them
I'm just shining on them
Fly like a diamond
lush fields with bell tolls
Couple huddles of the unskilled but well told
It's unreal how off one deal to sell souls
And he got em' by the dozen
there
It just wasn't fair
A rose, you were surrounded by thorns, but I did nothing but scorn
But I watched from afar, tired eyes, broken hearts, 'til you
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