Every day you hear the same cry
It's no need for you to wonder why
Poor man feels it every day
Hear me when I say
Poor man feels it every way
Some even go astray
You can see them in the streets every day
You can see them in the streets at night
Looking for a bag
Although they seem to be alright
They are always in your sight
Trying to overcome the fight
No one wants to be
Living in poverty
Often times it happens
To the poor class you see
Poor man cry
You can hear it, so I
They feel it night and day
Hear me when I say
Every day is the same thing, oh yeah
Some of them are so alone
Sometimes they don't know where to go
Poor man cry
You can hear it, so I
See them die every day
Poor man cry
You can hear it, so I
Poor man feels it every day
Hear me when I say
Every day is the same thing
Every day is the same cry
It's no need for you to wonder why
So many die
It's no need
Oh no
Poor man cry
Poor man cry
Even he bleed
See them die every day
Poor man cry
Is the rich man's joy
Where the rich man play
That's the poor man's day
Poor man cry
See them die
Poor man cry
Even he bleed
See them die every day
Poor man cry
See them die
Every day
