The Backroom Boys)
After Samson spoke his mind
Delilah called the Philistines
They paid her silver for her sins
While Samson slept a man came in
And cut off all his hair
"The Philistines are here
Wakey, wakey, rise and shine
The enemy draws near
Wakey, wakey, rise and shine"
And thus Delilah mocked him
He didn't realise
His strength had gone
His captors came
And gouged out both his eyes
But Samson's soul remained
To rue the love which bore him ill
In Gaza he was chained
And put in jail to work the mill
For love a man was lost from God
Whom God had ceased to know
His hair, the token, had been cut
But soon that hair would grow
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The Backroom Boys)
After Samson spoke his mind
Delilah called the Philistines
They paid her silver for her sins
While Samson slept a man came in
And cut off all his hair
"The Philistines are here
Wakey, wakey, rise and shine
The enemy draws near
Wakey, wakey, rise and shine"
And thus Delilah mocked him
He didn't realise
His strength had gone
His captors came
And gouged out both his eyes
But Samson's soul remained
To rue the love which bore him ill
In Gaza he was chained
And put in jail to work the mill
For love a man was lost from God
Whom God had ceased to know
His hair, the token, had been cut
But soon that hair would grow
After Samson spoke his mind
Delilah called the Philistines
They paid her silver for her sins
While Samson slept a man came in
And cut off all his hair
"The Philistines are here
Wakey, wakey, rise and shine
The enemy draws near
Wakey, wakey, rise and shine"
And thus Delilah mocked him
He didn't realise
His strength had gone
His captors came
And gouged out both his eyes
But Samson's soul remained
To rue the love which bore him ill
In Gaza he was chained
And put in jail to work the mill
For love a man was lost from God
Whom God had ceased to know
His hair, the token, had been cut
But soon that hair would grow