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YOUR NEIGHBOR’S GARDEN

I have something to say
Though I’m not allowed to speak
I may not show my anger
But I am far from meek
The Lord has smote us both, David
Through your son, born and dead within a week

You spied while I was bathing
And you knew I was alone
And I had to obey you
When you called to me to come
While my husband was away, David
You took me from my home

Who do you think you are then?
Who do you think you are then?
Stealing roses
From your neighbor’s garden.

My husband was a fine man
A loyal man and true
An honorable and kind man
Just not a king like you
Sent him into mortal danger, David
While within me your child grew.

Who do you think you are then?
Who do you think you are then?
Stealing roses
From your neighbor’s garden.

There are commandments
There are commitments
And there are always
Consequences

My name is Bathsheba
And I will be your queen,
And the mother of Solomon
So I will bear the shame,
But the rose you stole, David
Will forever wear a stain

Who do you think you are then?
Who do you think you are then?
Stealing roses
Who do you think you are then?
Who do you think you are then?
Stealing roses
From your neighbor’s garden.

Words & Music by Jan Seides
© 2019 Artsong Music (BMI)

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