There But for the Grace of God Go I

Mama and Papa Vidal just had a child
 A lovely girl with a crooked smile
 Now they gotta split 'cause the bronx ain't fit
 For kid to grow up in
 Let's find a place they say, somewhere far away,
 With no blacks, no Jews and no gays
 But for the grace of God, oh, go I
 Oh, I
 There but for the grace of God, oh go I I I I I I I I I!
 Poppa and the family left the dirty streets
 To find a quiet place overseas
 And year after year the kid has to hear
 The do's and the don'ts and the dears
 And when she's ten years old she digs that rock 'n' roll
 But Poppy bans it from the home
 But for the grace of God, oh, go I
 Oh, I
 There but for the grace of God, oh go I I I I I I I I I!
 Soon she turns out to be a natural freak
 Popping pills and smoking weed
 And when she's sweet sixteen she leaves her big family
 With a man she met on the streets
 Mama starts to bawl, bangs her head to the wall
 Too much love is worse than none at all!
 But for the grace of God, oh, go I
 Oh, I
 There but for the grace of God, oh go I I I I I I I I I!
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 Mama and Papa Vidal just had a child
 A lovely girl with a crooked smile
 Now they gotta split 'cause the bronx ain't fit
 For kid to grow up in
 Let's find a place they say, somewhere far away,
 With no blacks, no Jews and no gays
 But for the grace of God, oh, go I
 Oh, I
 There but for the grace of God, oh go I I I I I I I I I!