Oh Well, Pt. 1 (Live)

Can't help about the shape I'm in

Can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin

Don't ask me what I think of you

I might not give the answer that you want me to

Now, when I talk to God I know he understands

He said, "Stick by me and I'll be your guidin' hand"

Don't ask me what I think of you

I might not give the answer that you want me to

Oh well

Oh well, oh well, well, well, well