your hair was long when we first met, samson

samson went back to bed,
not much hair left on his head . . .
ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
oh he couldnt bring down the columns he couldnt bring down a single one
and the history books forgot about us,
and the bible didn't mention us, not even once
you are my sweetest downfall,
i loved you first, i loved you first
. . . .
. . . . your hair was long when we first met . .
samson came to my bed, told me that my hair was red,
told me i was beautiful, and came into my bed i cut his hair pair of scissors in the dull light. then he kissed me till the morning light.
you are my sweetest downfall((he)(was)).