Been a long time gone, Long time gone, and it ain't coming back again. Daddy sits on the front porch swinging, Looking out on a vacant field. Used to be filled with burley t'bacca. Now he knows it never will. My brother found work in Indiana, Sister's a

Can't stop what's going on Why am I born Will I fail to rise again Another crucifixion for Another holy war The only one I will bring back Freedom to your heart

I know I'm asking to much And you'll never be mine again I'm not gonna find You outside of my door What have you done I hate that you let it end And now that your gone And I can't pretend And not coming back again

Been a long time gone, Long time gone, and it ain't coming back again. Daddy sits on the front porch swinging, Looking out on a vacant field. Used to be filled with burley t'bacca. Now he knows it never will. My brother found work in Indiana, Sister's a

Working my money 'til I get gold Monday-Friday mornin' When I get it, I ain't ever goin' back again 'Cause I can't get enough One hundred percent, yeah, pure grindin' Cause I can't get enough Started out with nothing and I still got most of that The

There's something dying on the street You're gonna get back on your feet Up against the wall When they knock you down (No you can't stop now) Remember what I said Boy you was battle born Cause you can't stop now (Cause you can't stop now) You lost faith

Dead memories in my heart I can't go back again And we won't be born again But I'll never survive With dead memories in my heart Sitting in the dark, I can't forget Even now, I realize the time I'll never get Another story of the bitter pills of fate But

Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie can't fail (European home) I went to the place where every white face Is an invitation to robbery And sitting here in my safe European home Don't want to go back there again Rudie come from Jamaica, Rudie can't

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do