To keep her conscience blind
She was led away bewildered and amazed
"God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good
God may look the other way today
Rushed to help a tired old lady
And I saw the multitude of faces, honest, rich and clean
God knows I'm good"
God may look the other way today
Crying, "God knows I'm good
God knows I'm good"
Crying, "God knows I'm good
And a woman hot with worry
As the merchandise exchanged and money roared
"God knows I'm good
And her face was white with fear
As her escort asked her softly for her name
Through her deafened ears the cash machines
And a crowd of honest people
Surely God won't look the other way
Clutching tightly at her paper bag
Were shrieking on the counter
God knows I'm good"
And her heart it leapt inside her
Perspiration trickled down her forehead
Who had fainted to the whirling wooden floor
God knows I'm good
Surely God won't look the other way
In case her actions were observed
Then she moved toward the exit
God knows I'm good
As the hand laid on her shoulder
God knows I'm good"
Into the paper bag at her side
Slyly slipped a tin of a stewing steak
So she closed her eyes
