God bless the man who stumblesnGod bless the man who fallsnGod bless the man who yields to temptationnGod bless the woman who suffersnGod bless the woman who weepsnGod bless the children trying her patiencennTrouble getting over it is what you’re in fornSo pour yourself anothern‘Cause it’ll take a steady pair of handsnnHoly or unholy ghostnWell now I can’t tellnBut either way you cut itnYou should get some distance if you plannTo take a standnnGod bless the house dividednGod bless the weed in the wheatnGod bless the lamp lit under a bushelnnI discovered hell to be the poison in the wellnSo I tried to warn the others of the cursenBut then my body turned on menI dreamt that for eternity my family would burnnThen I awoke, with a wicked thirstnBy my baby’s yellow bed I kissed her foreheadnAnd rubbed her little tummynAnd wondered if she’ll soon despise the smellnOf the booze on my breath, like her momnThrough a darkened mirror I have seen my own reflectionnAnd it makes me want to be a better mannAfter another drinknnGod bless the man at the crossroadsnGod bless the woman who still can’t sleepnGod bless the history that doesn’t repeat