I Pity The Poor Immigrant Lyrics by Bob Dylan
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lyrics title : I Pity The Poor Immigrantperformed by : Bob Dylan
language : english
added on : March 22, 2009
modified on : September 15, 2009
I Pity The Poor Immigrant
I pity the poor immigrantWho wishes he would've stayed home
Who uses all his power to do evil
But in the end is always left so alone
That man whom with his fingers cheats
And who lies with ev'ry breath
Who passionately hates his life
And likewise fears his death.
I pity the poor immigrant
Whose strength is spent in vain
Whose heaven is like Ironsides
Whose tears are like rain
Who eats but is not satisfied
Who hears but does not see
Who falls in love with wealth itself
And turns his back on me.
I pity the poor immigrant
Who tramples through the mud
Who fills his mouth with laughing
And who builds his town with blood
Whose visions in the final end
Must shatter like the glass
I pity the poor immigrant
When his gladness comes to pass.
