paroles de chanson Living For the City - Tina Turner , Ike Turner
A
boy
is
born
in
hard
time
Mississippi
Surrounded
by
four
walls
that
ain't
so
pretty
His
parents
give
him
love
and
affection
To
keep
him
strong
moving
in
the
right
direction
Living
just
enough
Just
enough
for
the
city
His
father
works
some
days
for
fourteen
hours
And
you
can
believe
he
barely
makes
a
dollar
His
mother
goes
to
scrub
the
floors
for
many
And
you'd
best
believe
she
hardly
gets
a
penny
Living
just
enough
Just
enough
for
the
city
His
sister's
black
but
she
is
sho'
'nuff
pretty
Her
skirt
is
short
but
Lord
her
legs
are
sturdy
To
walk
to
school
she's
got
to
get
up
early
Her
clothes
are
old
but
never
dirty
Living
just
enough
Just
enough
for
the
city
Her
brother's
smart
he's
got
more
sense
than
many
His
patience's
long
but
soon
he
won't
have
any
To
find
a
job
is
like
a
haystack
needle
'Cause
where
he
lives
they
don't
use
colored
people
Living
just
enough
Just
enough
for
the
city
Living
just
enough
For
the
city,
ooh,
ooh
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