Poor Immigrant
Linda S. Collins
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I pity the poor immigrant Who wished he'd stayed home Who uses all his power to do evil And in the end is always left alone Like men who with his fingers cheats And who lies with every breath Who passionately hate his life And likewise fears his death I pity the poor immigrant Who's strength is all in vain Who's heaven is like iron sides Who's tears fall like rain Who eats but is not satisfied Who hears but does not see Who falls in love with wealth and self And turns his back on me I pity the poor immigrant Who tramples through the mud Who fills his mouth with laughing And who builds his town with blood Who visions it may finally end Must shatter like the glass I pity the poor immigrant Who his gladness comes surpass.
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Written by: Bob Dylan
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