'Cause I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoes
Down in this world, down and almost broken
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
The buildings they shake but my heart it beats still
Oh mother of Jesus, I feel pretty ill
I want to go home where my feet both feel safe
But there ain't no jobs in the ol' free state
So I must remain in my new adopted land
I'm doing the best, hell I'm doin' all I can
So next time you see me, don't ask for my name
For I am the King and sure long may I reign
'Cause I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoes
Down in this world, down and almost broken
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoes
Down in this world, down and almost broken
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule