[Verse 1] God help the wretched, The wretched of this world, That struggle under burdens the wicked at them hurl. God help the wretched and give 'em room to breathe. I've seen their ragged faces and still do not believe. [Chorus] Dark falls, the shadows dance and whirl. God help the wretched of this world. [Verse 2] There's a man called Hosaya, he's livin' in the dirt. He's got two machetes, one pair of pants, and two shirts. He's been cutting cane for hours, he labors day and night. Makes two dollars two days later. They take the dark cane and bleach it white. Dark falls there's shadows in the air. God help the people in despair. Hosaya's got a family. Hosaya's got a wife. His six kids live in a 10 by 10 all their life, Says two got malnutrition, or some other dread disease, Cuz the boss don't give 'em water, he gives the cattle all they please. When the dark falls, and hunger starts to bite. God help the wretched in their plight. (Harmonica solo) [Outtro] (Quiet) God help the wretched, and the seriously effete God rest the wicked and make their rest complete. When they finally are dissected from what they buy and sell God rest the wicked in the hottest pit of hell. (build) When the dawn breaks the tables spin and whirl, God rest the wicked of this world (build) When the dawn breaks the tables spin and whirl, God rest the wicked of this world Of this world, of this world Of this world, of this world Of this world, of this world Of this world, of this world
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