Living For The City

Living For the City

A boy is born in hard time mississippi

Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty

His parents give him love and affection

To keep him strong moving in the right direction

Living just enough, just enough for the city...ee ha!

His father works some days for fourteen hours

And you can bet he barely makes a dollar

His mother goes to scrub the floors for many

And you'd best believe she hardly gets a penny

Living just enough, just enough for the city... yeah

Living just enough, just enough for the city...

Living just enough...

For the city... ooh, ooh

(repeat several times)