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Lyrics by: Stevie Wonder
# Debut Chart
22 Aug '75 R&B
91 Sep '75 Hot 100

Lyrics

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


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Living just enough Just enough for the city 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 better believe She hardly gets a penny Living just enough Just enough for the city His sister's black but She is sure nuff pretty Her skirt is short but Lord, her legs are sturdy Just to walk to school She got to get up early Her clothes are old But never are they dirty Living just enough Just enough for the city Wait a minute Y'all listen here Her brother's smart He's got more sense than many His patience long but Soon he won't have any Just to find a job Is like a haystack needle Cause where he lives They don't use colored people Living just enough Just enough for the city Ya'll hear me I'm living just enough for the city I'm living just enough for the city (Oh, yes, I am) I'm living just enough for the city (I can't help myself) I'm living just enough for the city (Yes, I am) I'm living just enough for the city (I'm so tired of living for the city) I'm living just enough for the city I'm living just enough for the city (Somebody help me here) I'm living just enough for the city (Well, I'm so tired every day) I'm living just enough for the city (Of my life, trying to make ends meet) I'm living just enough for the city I'm living just enough for the city I'm living just enough (Come on now) for the city I'm living Lord, what am I doing here With all this pain and suffering And misery, with all the rape And the drugs and the Murder in the streets And the rats and the roaches Crawling all over everything And I can't find a job nowhere My electricity has been turned off My gas don't burn no more And the water has stopped flowing And my poor family is cold and hungry Oh, Lord, why has thou forsaken me His hair is long His feet are hard and gritty He spends his life walking The streets of New York City He's almost dead From breathing in air pollution He tried to vote but to him There's no solution Living just enough, Lord Just enough for the city Well, all right I hope you hear Inside my voice of sorrow And that it motivates you To make a better tomorrow This place is cruel Nowhere could be much colder If we don't change The world will soon be over Living just enough Stop giving just enough for the city I'm living just enough for the city I'm living just enough for the city I'm living just enough for the city.....

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