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Sung regularly by Bob Weir with the Grateful Dead from the mid-1970s onwards

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If I had my way
If I had my way
If I had my way
I would tear this whole building down

Delilah was a woman, she was fine and fair
She had good looks - God knows - and coal black hair
Delilah she gained old Samson's mind
When first he saw this woman, she looked so fine

Delilah she climbed up on Samson's knee
Said tell me where your strength lies, if you please
Then she spoke so kind, she talked so fair
That Samson said, Delilah you cut off my hair
You can shave my head, cleanse my hand
My strength comes as natural as any other man

You read about Samson, all from his birth
He was the strongest man ever had lived on earth
One day while Samson was walking along
Looked down on the ground he saw an old jaw bone
Then he stretched out his arm and his chains broke like threads
And when he got to move, ten thousand were dead

Now Samson and the lion, they got in attack
And Samson he walked up on the lion's back
You read about this lion, he killed a man with his paw
Samson got hands up round the lion's jaw
He ripped that beast, killed it dead
And the bees made honey in the lion's head

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    If I had my way
    If I had my way
    If I had my way
    I would tear this whole building down

    Delilah was a woman, she was fine and fair
    She had good looks - God knows - and coal black hair
    Delilah she gained old Samson's mind
    When first he saw this woman, she looked so fine

    Delilah she climbed up on Samson's knee
    Said tell me where your strength lies, if you please
    Then she spoke so kind, she talked so fair
    That Samson said, Delilah you cut off my hair
    You can shave my head, cleanse my hand
    My strength comes as natural as any other man

    You read about Samson, all from his birth
    He was the strongest man ever had lived on earth
    One day while Samson was walking along
    Looked down on the ground he saw an old jaw bone
    Then he stretched out his arm and his chains broke like threads
    And when he got to move, ten thousand were dead

    Now Samson and the lion, they got in attack
    And Samson he walked up on the lion's back
    You read about this lion, he killed a man with his paw
    Samson got hands up round the lion's jaw
    He ripped that beast, killed it dead
    And the bees made honey in the lion's head

    Sung regularly by Bob Weir with the Grateful Dead from the mid-1970s onwards