Screaming at the newsman, telling him to take it back,
I’ll sue him if he won’t retract,
Crying to the hangman, begging him to render slack,
If I could, I would go back.
Will you extend me…
Will you extend me grace, just a little grace?
Will you extend me…
Will you extend me grace, just a little grace?.
Were you talking to the shrubbery?
Did you cut the roses down?
Someone ought to till that ground,
You though I had a pure heart,
Well, I thought you were and angel, girl,
Mercy is the silver pearl.
Will you extend me…
Will you extend me grace, just a little grace?
Will you extend me…
Will you extend me grace, just a little grace?
My mother deems me ever-dear,
I’m less a liar than sincere.
When you cut me in the alley-way you don’t have to turn that knife,
I’ll suffer in the afterlife,
Praying to the Father: “Sorry, did I grieve the Ghost?”
You’re the one I love the most.
Will you extend me…
Will you extend me grace, just a little grace?
You gotta give me …
You gotta give me grace, just a little grace?
Will you extend me…
Will you extend me grace, just a little grace?
