I chose daughter ov’r pride
My love is poor
My daughter is dying
I chose daughter ov’r pride
I went to one
And not a none
I slept with all
Life is precious
And for a life
Virtue is what
And what is pride
As price?
I chose sin ov’r death
My Christ is silent
My daughter is dying
I chose sin ov’r death
I went to one
And went to nine
All them robbed
I chose sin ov’r death
And for a life
Sin is what
And what is hell
As price?
I chose daughter ov’r pride
And sin to salvage life
My daughter is dying
And the doctor is cruising
I went to one
I went to two
And stole his daughter
Awful did a barter loss
And for a life
Awful is what
And what is jail
As price?
My well daughter
I have syphilis
And approach hell
But what is doom
And is doom worth
Price your life?
My well daughter
Your life is priceless
And as lord please
Your mother be
Be so
A price
And for your life
My shame is naught
And what is my death
As price?
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