I pity the poor immigrant
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1. I pity the poor immigrant who wishes he
would have stayed home,
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who
uses all his power to do evil, but in the end is always left so alone.
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That man whom with
his fingers cheats, who lies with every breath,
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who
passionately hates his life and likewise fears his death.
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3. I pity the poor immigrant whose strength is
spent in vain,
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whose heaven is like ironsides, whose tears are like rain.
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Who eats but is not
satisfied, who hears but does not see,
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who falls in love with wealth itself and
turns his back on me.
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3. I pity the poor immigrant who tramples thru
the mud,
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who
fills his mouth with laughing & who builds his town with blood.
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Whose visions in the
final end, must shatter like the glass,
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I
pity the poor immigrant when his gladness comes to pass.
+ instrumental = verse 3
(orig. = capo 5th) (Bob Dylan)