"Poor Man's Pain" lyrics

Did the crime pay more than time
Time and time, and time again?
Land of laws for the darker man
Freedom comes too slow
I could give up if my soul wasn't with me
I could give up if the blood wasn't in me
I'm pressing on, one day I'll see the sun

I'm calling out to the heart of this land
Who's gonna listen to a poor man's pain?
And I'm reaching out, reaching out again
To anyone with the will to understand

Lonely nights and longer days
Count them down but they never fade
Hard to find who I used to be
I hold tight to what's left of me
Cold are the days where the world doesn't see me
Cold are the nights where nobody needs me
Won't be long, I'm coming home, ooh

I'm calling out to the heart of this land
Who's gonna listen to a poor man's pain?
And I'm reaching out, reaching out again
To anyone who will see me as I am

Freedom, won't you call out my name?
Freedom, won't you call out my name?
Freedom, won't you call out my name?
I am a man just like you, ha
I bleed the blood that you do
Well, I'm a man just like you, hey
I bleed the blood that you do
Yeah, freedom, oh yeah
Oh, freedom, oh yeah