Elmo James

Spoken: This is the sad but true story about Elmo James, brothers and sisters lend me your ears. Born and raised in the backwoods Bare-foot on the farm The hammer of life gets heavy You looked up and your Pa was gone The floors that your Mama scrubbed each day At the big farmhouse Didn't earn her enough money To feed nine hungry mouths So you did your best to help your Mama No time for books and school But the outside world looks upon ya As an uneducated fool, oh Elmo James It don't matter from where you came Life goes on the same Who's to blame? Ooh, Elmo James Oh, Elmo James Just a living your life in shame But the world don't change because of pain Oh, oh, Elmo James You left your home for the city With hopes and fortune and wealth You got locked down in the ghetto No chance of helping yourself So you turned to false stimulations To forget your needs and wants And the only time that you can afford Is the time nobody else wants Your heart is filled with self-pity You feel that you're all alone You've got a wife, two kids And a broken down shack And too proud to go back home, oh Elmo James It don't matter from where you came Life goes on the same Who's to blame? Ooh, Elmo James Oh, Elmo James Just a living your life in shame But the world don't change because of pain Oh, oh, Elmo James.