There are flowers and there are weeds
Lags and there are breaks
Lampdogs living a life of ease
But sir, they won't get fed
There are mansions on the hill
And shacks in the shantytown
The blood's trying to look away
But poor folks come around
You can wish upon a star
But that won't change your luck
Drop some coin on an Indian well
And wish that you had a phone
Some folks can fit everything they own
In a dime store paper sack
But a man can't help it if he was born
On the wrong side of the track
I said that you can't love a mountain
If the mountain sits on you
And there is no accounting
for the things some people do
Got some coin down on the ground
that tell you how you should act
But a man can't help it if he was born
on the wrong side of the track
I said a man can't help it if he was born