How we loved our sweet girl, Whitney
Loved the Lord for sure
Voice of an angel, certainly
And the fact that she was pure

Her light shined on so brightly
Her cross never for fashion
Her Bible worn to tatters
More than words were her actions

Then came Bobby Brown
Bad boy with the drugs
Jealous of her fame
Just another thug

Toxic union
Led to her downfall
He put her down badly
To make himself look tall

How we loved our sweet girl, Whitney
Loved the Lord for sure
He corrupted her purity
Her marriage hard to endure

Her light then started to dim
Her addiction then did rise
Bobby Brown an evil bastard
Her fame he did despise

He had brought her down
Yet she loved to sing
And she loved the Lord
HIM above all things

Toxic union
Led to her downfall
He put her down badly
To make himself look tall

She drank and drank all last week
Spiritually, she was weak
Her voice was fading, couldn’t speak
Took some pills, then went to sleep

Forever...

Hear the cries of the mourners weep
Her death cut into our hearts deep
On angels wings, her Lord to meet
Wrapped in glory, rests in peace

Motherf-cker’s evil
Walked out on the service, y’all…
He can burn in tormenting hell
When the Angel of Death does call

Yes, he put her down
To make himself look tall
But Bobby’s not a man (nor husband)
He proved that he was small

Toxic union
Led to her downfall

Toxic union
How it robbed us all

Toxic union
Led to her downfall

Toxic union
How it robbed us all