"The Blind Leaving The Blind: Third Movement" lyrics - PUNCH BROTHERS

Oh woman I'm your servant
I don't know anything but I'm ready to learn
Oh 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
Oh 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

Oh woman I'm your servant
Asking for the right to look you in the eye
Oh 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 I'll pick her up
We'll do anything she wants
Do anything they want
Do anything you want
Oh woman I don't care

Lord I'd be in your debt
If you'd help me forget
That heaven is mine for trying
'Cause lord I don't know why
You'd give me so much life
All to live resigned to dying