Mary Songtext - Soulive

Mary - Soulive

Up above my head
I hear the wind whippin'
Here come them ghetto birds again
On every street lamp
Cameras see you from a distance
So the light hit the note to live

And now we survive
But it's still nickle-and-dime
Quite underneath those lights
Tight-rope walking their life

You see, the cameras don't work
When we in danger and hurt
Not a siren can be heard
Look for dead in the dirt

Mary, don't you be ashamed to cry

Everywhere you looking
Another soul misguided
Thinking his pistol make him a man
Minimum wage ain't workin'
He want that fast money
Spend it as soon as it touch his hand

Why can't he see
You don't gotta try to be
Pushin' the LCD
Mother rear-viewin' me

And I'll tell you what's worse
Why are there so many of us?
Ghetto-livin' like a curse
Can't even find truth in the church

Mary, don't you be ashamed to cry
Mary, don't you be ashamed to cry

And now we survive
But it's still nickle-and-dime
Quite underneath those lights
Tight-rope walking their life

You see, the cameras don't work
When we in danger and hurt
Not a siren can be heard
Look for dead in the dirt

Mary, don't you be ashamed to cry
Mary, don't you be ashamed to cry
Oh, mother Mary, don't you be ashamed to cry
Don't you be ashamed to cry
Mary, don't you be ashamed to cry


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