Samson

Oh, Samson, it's been said you were a mighty man

I've heard it said you killed a lion with your hands

And when the people of Philistia raised your Ire

Ain't you the man who set their fields on fire?

You faced an army of Philistines all alone

And didn't you tear at their flesh with just a bone?

So tell me, Samson, if these things I hear are true

How could you let a woman get the best of you?

I've heard it said you were the best of many men

That you could tear a city gate right off it's hinge

And that the strongest rope just could not hold you bound

And you completely tore one temple down

How could you let yourself get caught in such disgrace?

You got the best of every man you ever faced

And after all the mighty enemies you slew

How could you let a women get the best of you?

You've battled many a man till he has turned and fled

Then turned around and let a woman turn your head

You loved the best, my man, but you were bound to fall

By the very thing that you loved best of all

Oh, Samson, it's been said you were a mighty man

And women were your weakness, this I understand

But after all the mighty armies you went through

How could you let a woman get the best of you?

Oh, Samson, it's been said you were a mighty man

And women were your weakness, this I understand

But after all the mighty armies you went through

How could you let a woman get the best of you?

How could you let Delilah get the best of you?