Who Knows It, Feels It

Children are crying in the ghetto
Wondering where their next meals are coming from
Yea, and now I've got to reach the shore of love
Hard work and ambition will reach your goal

Sing woe
The poor man a feel it
Woe
Who feels it knows it

Every man to his own fig tree
Hard work was meant to be
All these songs of reality
Are stories of you and me

Sing woe
The poor man a feel it
Woe
Who feels it knows it

Children are shot down in the ghetto
Wondering why the good times take so long to come
Seen people on the streets having nothing to eat
Seen children on the road and their head is a heavy load

Sing woe
The poor man a feel it
Woe
Who feels it knows it

Children are crying in the ghetto
Wondering why the good times take so long
Seen people on the streets having nowhere to sleep
Seen children on the road and their head is a heavy load

Sing woe
The poor man a feel it
Woe
Who feels it knows it

Everyone to his own fig tree
Hard work was meant to be
Giving the praises to his majesty
He is the power of the trinity