The Blind Leaving The Blind: Third Movement

[Part One] O woman I'm your servant I don't know anything but I'm ready to learn O woman I'm starving for your approval Be kind to me The big city calls and your daughters are smiling In the windows of apartment buildings I bet I look about as small as I feel Thank you Jesus can I have another And another Thank you lord But if it pleases thee to have them Banging down the door Couldst thou let 'em know what they're in for Ain't good for you or me or them Amen O woman I'm your servant Asking for the right to look you in the eye O woman I'm dying for you to notice How far I've come I'm moving downtown and your Daughters are walking by me I believe they're still deciding If they like having me around If they like having me around I need to know why Goodwill's coming by to collect a box I filled with things I hate about myself Things I liked before I got here Then it'll pick her up and we'll do Anything she wants or anything they want Or anything you want o woman I don't care [Part Two] Lord I'd be in your debt If you'd help me forget That heaven's mine for trying Cause lord I don't know why You'd give me so much life