Oh Well - Peter Green

I can't help about the shape I'm in

I can't sing I ain't pretty

And my legs are thin

But don't ask me what I think of you

I might not give the answer

That you want me to

Oh well

Now when I talked to God

I knew he'd understand

He said"Stick by my side

And I'll be your guiding hand

But don't ask me what I think of you

I might not give the answer

That you want me to"

Oh well