Texty

Well have you ever lived down in the ghetto? Have you ever felt that cold wind blow? Well if you don't know what I mean Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know Too many lives they spent across the ocean Too much money they spent upon the moon Well until they make it right I hope they never sleep at night They better make some changes and do it soon Do it now Do it good Well they're gonna ruin the air that we breathe Lord have mercy They're gonna ruin us all by and by I'm telling all you beware I don't think they really care Think they just sit up there And just get high Well have you ever lived down in the ghetto? Have you ever felt that cold wind blow? Well if you don't know what I mean Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know Well if you don't know what I mean Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know Tell it Tell it, tell it.
Writer(s): Ronnie Van Zant, Gary Robert Rossington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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