Well I m walking this lonely street
but I m far from bein alone
Cause everyone I meet
has nowhere to call home.
So they move on
from day to day
just to stand in a line.
Well my mother she comes to me
and begs me not to fight.
For the sake of the family
I have to stay out of sight.
So I move on
from day to day
just to stand in a line.
On the road again
for a job I never find.
People talking...
as if we re not their kind.
I got a handbill
says there s work up here.
Left my homeland...
and paid a price too dear.
I ve come to the end of the line
there s too many men
despair in their faces...
Each one of us hoping to find a life
a homea dream...
within the line.
I ain t helpless --
I just need a hand.
These are hard times
for every kind of man.
I ve come to the end of the line
there s too many men
despair in their faces.
Each one of us hoping to find
a lifea homea dream
a place to be.
(repeat)
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