I know a place
That ain't too far from here
Where you can disappear
Any old time
And the town
Where I'm comin' from
They want me to pay for what they say I've done
What have I done
'Cept stand up for myself
When I didn't have anybody else?
What have I seen
Of an honest fight?
I'm just doin' what I think is right
Where I come from
We lived down Old Port Road
A place you wouldn't know
Unless you knew
Now I'm a man
Almost a fugitive
Oh but how I've lived by my own rules
What have I done
'Cept stand up for myself
When I didn't have anybody else?
What have I seen
Of an honest fight?
I'm just doin' what I think is right
I know folks got
Their ways of doin' things
Live where the low fruit hangs
That's how it is
I can still see
My mother's hard-earned tears
Across the years in my mind
What have I done
'Cept stand up for myself
When I didn't have anybody else?
What have I seen
Of an honest fight?
I'm just doin' what I think is right
