Samson, the strength that’s in your arms
Oh to be your stunning bride
Samson, your hair glistening like sun
Oh would that it were mine
Samson your hair that’s in my hands
I’ll keep it safe you’re mine
He said, Wait! Wait!
Delilah my babe!
You lied in my face!
You cut off my hair!
You lied in my bed!
Samson, you stay with your ‘Lilah
I hold you in my hands
your hairy strength – my man
He said, Wait! Wait!
Delilah my babe!
You lied in my face!
You cut off my hair!
You lied in my bed!