Lord Lord I wonder how long

'Fore I can change my dirty clothes

I wonder how long

'Fore I can change my dirty clothes

I haven't been doin' nothing

Whoo Lord Lord but walkin' up and down the road



People you know I know

I know how the poor people feel

You know I know

Jus' how the poor people feel

When you don't have nothin'

I know your life don't feel real



People call me black

I know every word they say is true

People call me black

I know every word they say is true

But there ain't nothin' in the world, whoo Lord Lord

A poor black man could do



President Reagan helped the rich

And he never say nothin' 'bout the poor

President Reagan helped the rich

and he never say nothin' 'bout the poor

But I'm so glad

He won't be president no more



What President Kennedy give us

Old Reagan's took it back

What President Reagan's [sic] give us

Old Reagan's took it back

He cut off the poor veteran, ooh Lord Lord

And he even took on the tax



But I'm so glad

President Reagan only got two more years

Yes I'm so glad

He only got two more years

And the world will be happy, ooh Lord Lod

And we won't shed no more tears



Got that woman on the White House,

She's blindfolded holdin' two scales

Got that woman on the lighthouse [sic],

She's blindfolded holdin' two scales

And they say the scales mean justice

Ooh Lord Lord for the white folks it mean just them(?)



(after the song somebody - Louisiana Red? - shouts "Good Night"!)