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daughter? The preacher, the rich slave-maker of the poorer? I used to see her Sundays comin' from church We used to kick it at her window when her pops
of strangers In the quiet of the railway station Running scared Laying low Seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for
a disgrace. The rich get richer. The poor are getting poorer. Fascist, chauvinistic government fools. People, Moslems, Christians and Hindus. Are in a time zone
the answer lies elsewhere All I know is I must leave her Or she'll be the death of me Put my trust in poorer places Let the queen of cities be El Dorado,
Jesse James was a man And he killed many men He robbed the Glendale train And he took from the richer And he gave that to the poorer He'd a hand
town, imagine going for a walk Things get around to taking place, it's not a waste of time The rich got a little poorer Things get around to taking
of strangers In the quiet of the railway station Running scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for
of freedom And human rights Means bullying and private wars and chucking all the dust into our eyes And peasant people Poorer than dirt Who are caught in
Oh ma cameo molesting Kee pa a poorer for tea Solar prestige a gammon Lantern or turbert paw kwee Solar prestige a gammon cool kar kyrie kay
poorer then You wasn't focusin', about the dough I spend But I was holdin in, I was a roller then I was a baller back then, all of that man Fall back,
of strangers In the quiet of the railway station, running scared Laying low seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for
Once more I feel poorer than poor And once more I've shown you the door One more time you're no longer mine But we're further down the line ( rip x 2)
Sometimes it's hard to decide, Between what's the truth, and what's a lie. Believe in your heart don't believe in your mind, For richer and poorer
poorer 'Til you all turn to dust You ain't livin' enough You've gotta act a little older And be a little bolder Acting like a told ya It'll be
she wants me Ajoma ferawa In sickness in health For richer or poorer Would you be my friend Would you bear my children In sickness in health For richer
The poor get poorer, the rich richer and society is getting sicker There’s no future, hope and salvation Save yourself from this degradation Buy your
of strangers In the quiet of the railway station Running scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for
of strangers In the quiet of the railway station Running scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for
Then I'll just let it soar And the sky is better keeping And I won't be any poorer For giving it its freedom And here's one for freedom It is
what it's like to shed a tear I'll be the same through all that we go through I promise you I promise you I promise you for richer or for poorer
All them government men are just tryin' To make me poorer - that ain't fair I got to testify, ain't no surrender My time will be here by and by
to go home, I was a fool With the big boys, breaking all the rules Shed tears with my baby sister Over the years we was poorer than the other little
and scared to go home, I was a fool With the big boys, breaking all the rules Shed tears with my baby sister Over the years we was poorer than the other
of strangers In the quiet of the railway station, Running scared, Laying low, Seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go, Looking for
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