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Orphans Of Wealth

アーティスト:Don McLean  アルバム:Tapestry  作詞:MC LEAN DON  作曲:MC LEAN DON 

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There is no time to discuss or debate what is right, what is wrong for our people. Time has run out for all those who wait with bent limbs and minds that are feeble. And the rain falls and blows through their window and the snow falls and blows through their door. And the seasons revolve mid their sounds of starvation. When the tides rise, they cover the floor. They come from the north and they come from the south and they come from the hills and the valleys. And they're migrants and farmers and miners and humans, our census neglected to tally. And the rain falls and blows through their window and the rain falls and it blows through their door. And the seasons revolve mid their sounds of starvation. When the tides rise, they cover the floor. And they're African, Mexican, Caucasian, Indian, hungry and hopeless Americans. The orphans of wealth and of adequate health, disowned by this nation they live in. And with weather worn hands on bread lines they stand,


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