Текст песни Joan Baez - I Pity the Poor Immigrant, слова песни Joan Baez

Текст песни Joan Baez - I Pity the Poor Immigrant

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(Bob Dylan)I pity the poor immigrant who wishes he would have stayed homewho uses all his power to do evil but in the end is always left so alonethat man whom with his fingers cheats and whom lies with every breathwho passionately hates his life and likewise fears his deathI pity the poor immigrant whose strength is spent in vainwhose heaven is like ironsides whose tears are like rainWho eats but is not satisfied who hears but does not seewho falls in love with wealth itself and turns his back on meI pity the poor immigrant who tramples through the mudwho fills his mouth with laughing and who fills his town with bloodwhose visions in the final end must shatter like the glassI pity the poor immigrant when his gladness comes to pass

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I Pity the Poor Immigrant

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