Poor Boy Down

Let him go!
He's a poor boy in his pocket, he's a poor boy in his shoes.
He's done his time, he's stood in line.
That boy has paid his dues.

He ain't looking for a handout, he's just looking for a start.
He don't hate anyone, he don't carry a gun.
You can tell that kid is smart.

So you can't keep that poor boy down.
You can be unkind, you can rob him blind.
But you can't keep that poor boy down.
You can lie and cheat, you can chain his feet.
But you can't keep that poor boy down.

And all down throughout the ages, the kids been treated rough.
Just take a look in any history book, you can tell that times were tough.

Now we move up to the nineties, up to the 21st.
One day he'll stand a full grown man.
And be the same as all of us.

So you can't keep that poor boy down.
You can lock him up, you can break his cup.
But you can't keep that poor boy down.

You can fight and steal, drag your heels.
But you can't keep that poor boy down.
You can kick his ass if the kids got class.
You can't keep that poor boy down.

Stop the truck, let's go pick him up.
You can't keep that poor boy down.
Let him go...