作曲 : Moor
There ain't nothing so very good 
As this love in its morning 
When it comes with its promises 
And leaves without warning 
There ain't nothing 
I can do about 
This fever in my head 
Oh, things 
I can't say out loud 
Things that 
I dread There ain't nothing so bad, now 
As a good man done wrong 
There's blood on my hands 
Honey now- 
What have 
I done Honey, what have 
I done... 
One day I woke up 
Forgot all my dreams 
And it's driving me to distraction, honey 
Would you listen to me please 
Every man is a prisoner 
Of his own desire 
Oh, a good man got done some wrong 
Gets caught in its fire 
There ain't nothing so bad, now 
As a good man done wrong 
There's blood on my hands 
Honey now, what have we done 
Honey what have we done (...It was a slip of the tonue Now the plague has begun...)