Samson And Delilah

E A Samson and Delilah E A lived A long long time ago, E A she was undecided E A But man, that hair just had to go E A Na na na na Na na na na na E A Na na na na Na na na na E A On the Friday evening E A Things were going mighty fine E A Then he started sleeping E F#m 'Cos she slipped something in the wine E A Na na na na Na na na na na E A Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na na Ain't no glory in this fable Na na na na Na na na na na Like the story Cane and Abel Na na na na Na na na na na Samson's gonna turn the tables Samson had a feeling That God would guide his feeble hand Man you should've seen him Pushin' pillars from the stand Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Ain't no glory in this fable Na, na, na, na, na Like the story Cane and Abel Na, na, na, na, na Samson's gonna turn the tables Samson had a feeling That God would guide his feeble hand Man you should've seen him Pushin' pillars from the stand Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Ain't no glory in this fable Na, na, na, na, na Like the story Cane and Abel Na, na, na, na, na Samson's gonna turn the tables