Текст песни Welfare Symphony - Carole King

Welfare workers
Prying into her life
Was she really someone's wife
And where was he
She often cried as they left her
Without a shred of pride

She had so many things to think about
So many children to feed
She had need of something that would ease her mind
Storefront religion, play the numbers
She had trouble in her time
In her time, in her time
She had so much trouble in her time