Richard Thompson
Genesis Hall (2012)
[Verse 1]
My father he rides with your sheriffs
And I know he would never mean harm
But to see both sides of a quarrel
Is to judge without haste or alarm
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, helpless and slow
You don't have anywhere to go
[Verse 2]
You take away homes from the homeless
And you leave them to die in the cold
Well, the gypsy who begs for your presents
She will laugh in your face when you're old
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, helpless and slow
You don't have anywhere to go
Oh, oh, helplеss and slow
You don't have anywhere to go
[Verse 3]
Now, onе man he drinks up his whisky
And one man he drinks up his wine
And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate
For those of a different kind
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, helpless and slow
You don't have anywhere to go
[Verse 4]
When the rivers run thicker than trouble
I'll be there by your side in the flood
It was all I could do to keep myself
From taking revenge on your blood
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, helpless and slow
You don't have anywhere to go
Oh, oh, helpless and slow
And you don't have anywhere to go