歌词
Spoken: This is the sad but true story about
Elmo James, brothers and sisters lend me your ears.
Born and raised in the backwoods
Bare-foot on the farm
The hammer of life gets heavy
You looked up and your Pa was gone
The floors that your Mama scrubbed each day
At the big farmhouse
Didn't earn her enough money
To feed nine hungry mouths
So you did your best to help your Mama
No time for books and school
But the outside world looks upon ya
As an uneducated fool, oh
Elmo James
It don't matter from where you came
Life goes on the same
Who's to blame?
Ooh, Elmo James
Oh, Elmo James
Just a living your life in shame
But the world don't change because of pain
Oh, oh, Elmo James
You left your home for the city
With hopes and fortune and wealth
You got locked down in the ghetto
No chance of helping yourself
So you turned to false stimulations
To forget your needs and wants
And the only time that you can afford
Is the time nobody else wants
Your heart is filled with self-pity
You feel that you're all alone
You've got a wife, two kids
And a broken down shack
And too proud to go back home, oh
Elmo James
It don't matter from where you came
Life goes on the same
Who's to blame?
Ooh, Elmo James
Oh, Elmo James
Just a living your life in shame
But the world don't change because of pain
Oh, oh, Elmo James.
