Pride

Hey mama can you help me x 2

I think so hard about doing better
so hard about living right doll
i think down into the deep dark hole
and I dont know how to find my way out
baby i know how the cold gets round
i know you would hold me, in your arms if i was low, but i would hardly let you know, cause baby

if you got pride then you got trials
you got worries of your own
ooh oh oh x 2

you want to build a house you want to raise a family
its what he sould or at least what he's told darling
the road gets full and the dream aint happening
before long man is out on his own, baby, soon all that he knows is cold, meet him on the road he holds his empty hands to you
and all that you can do is tell him

I've got pride, I've got trials
I've got worries of my own
ooh oh oh x 2

Hey mama can you help me x 3

He's not wise and he's not learning
he's not as strong as he likes to let on, darling
In his mind there lives a hunger and that hunger will eat him right up.
In darkness he can hide inside, so well that on the day you find him hanging from the beam, you try to wake up from the dream

There's pride, there's trials
there's worry on its own
There's pride baby, there's trials honey
there's worry on its own
ooh oh oh

Hey mama can you help me x 5