Born an orphan, on my own and different from the rest,
bound in chains, abused and beaten, I’ve suffered like the best.
Beyond my early years – well I did not intend to be,
No matter how much they said it, God couldn’t have a plan for me.
Through all the years of loneliness, the trouble and the strife.
I could never seem to pick the one, a Godly loving wife.
Now if there ever was a plan, it’s sure and long since passed,
so let me die and take me Lord, to Heaven sure and fast.
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