Nobody Knows

Nobody Knows Nobody knows all the troubles I’ve seen Nobody knows all the problems Glory Glory Glory Hallelujah Nobody knows all the troubles I’ve seen Nobody knows all the problems Glory Glory Glory Hallelujah Say it again Say it to the Lord I’ve been abused And I’ve been scorned I’ve been talked about, yes I have Just as sure as you’re born This is a mean world To try to live in But you’ve got to stare ahead of heavy times Without a mother Don’t even have a father I’m looking for a sister I can’t even find my brother Friends walk away from you Just look away and say glory Thank the lord for another day glory I’ve got to see And head towards the top I tried to tell the white man He could not understand I tried to tell the black man But he refused to take my hand

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