| Well, I found myself out wandering one day
|
| When this strange little fellow, he came along my way
|
| He seemed so troubled, something weighed heavy on his soul
|
| Then he turned and spoke to me, 'tis blowing to his toes
|
| Then he turned, yes he turned, and he said, yes he spoke
|
| And he turned, he turned, and he spoke to me
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s lying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying
|
| Can’t you hear my sweet soul’s dying
|
| You must bear
|
| You must bear
|
| Well he left me, just the way that he came
|
| I could still hear him talking, showing me the way
|
| And he told me of far and distant lands
|
| And he showed me of many future plans
|
| We talked of love, got tainted with hate
|
| Give for beginning, it’s never gonna be too late
|
| He’ll understand it, then you’ll understand
|
| That you got to give, hold out a helping hand
|
| Give some back, and then you will learn
|
| You must give all the give, listen up and then you’ll learn
|
| Then he turned to me and once again cried
|
| Tears filling up his weary eyes
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s dying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s dying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying
|
| Can’t you see around you’s crying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s dying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s dying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying
|
| Can’t you see around you’s crying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul is dying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s dying
|
| Can’t you see my sweet soul’s crying
|
| You must learn
|
| You must learn
|
| You must learn
|
| That my sweet soul’s crying
|
| You must learn
|
| You must learn
|
| Sweet soul
|
| Sweet soul’s crying
|
| Sweet soul
|
| Sweet soul is crying
|
| Sweet soul
|
| Sweet soul is crying |