Текст песни Many Roads to Travel - Wilson Pickett

Don′t you laugh at the poor man
Who doesn't speak to plain
Don′t you laugh at him
When he makes an 'X' for his name
Don′t laugh at the little boy
Who lives down the street
Don′t you laugh at the shoes on his feet
For you have many roads to travel
Many burdens to bear
Before you take the road
That's gonna carry you home
Oh you got many roads to travel
Many burdens to bear
Before you take the road
That′s gonna carry you home
Don't you laugh at the poor girl
With the hung down head
Don′t laugh if she's a mother
Befor she was wed
Don′t laugh at the mother
Who t