Poor Lyrics & Chords By Gilbert Esquivel

baby don't weep no more cuz if i'm going down the pig may be at our door we'll get by somehow I don't need no fancy clothes to make me feel fine it don't matter what I own ...read more

Loss of vitality, collapse of health Lack of food and fresh water Nobody feeds our poor Nobody treats our sick And the profit-making machines Do not recognize humanity The...read more