There's a man at the crossroad He'd pay the world for advice I guess there's no doubt about it Yeah, it must be cheap at the price
His world is tumbling around him As he feels the walls closing in Wolves at his heels and I know how he feels But it's too late, the dance must begin
Oh, but maybe things will get better Don't you know that a drowning man, Lordy, don't get no wetter And the same rain falls on you, Lord, falls on me
There's an angry man up in Harlem He loses each dice that he throws Yes he knows that luck is again' I'm So he bends with each wind as it blows
And maybe things will get better Don't you know that a drowning man don't get no no wetter The same rain falling on you falls on me
A King sits in the castle And the black knight keeps him in check So he lays down the rules to a kingdom of fools While the sake of the queen's royal neck Whoa, and the wise old men on the mountain With the sun and the moon in his face Ev'ry ev'ry once in a while he lets out with a smile And scratches his head and he says
Maybe things will get better Don't you know that a drowning man, Lord don't get no wetter The same rain falling on you falls on meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
