| Give Me A Chance! | ||
As far as I can remember I've been striving At an early age I began working To make a living From dawn to nightfall I sat in the marketplace Trying to sell my case I'm now a displaced woman Living in a foreign land I'm honest, hardworking But no work is yet landing I had no schooling But I have my hands I can make beautiful things Yes, I'm willing to take a lift With these God's giving gifts But no one will pick me up I'm a woman, I'am poor Not deserving, not trustworthy However, being poor Does not mean less than human All I need is a chance to show you That with these God's giving gifts I can make beautiful things I'am a woman, I'm poor But I can! All I need is a chance All I need is a hand |
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