There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord
There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord
If you pulled out a knife
You might do me right
There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord

Little Arthur, he pulled out a sword
Little Arthur, he pulled out a sword
Well he pulled out a sword
The angels they roared
Little Arthur, he pulled out a sword

My knife, it can't make you king
My knife, it can't make you king
It won't make you king
Won't nobody sing
My knife, it can't make you king

Heaven's got two rooms for me
My heaven's got two rooms for me
There's two rooms for me
And yours makes that three
My heaven's got two rooms for me

There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord
There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord
If you pulled out a knife
You might do me right
There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord