Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Curtis Mayfield
Vocals
Joseph Scott
Bass Guitar
Morris Jennings
Drums
Craig McCullen
Guitar
Master Henry Gibson
Percussion
Harry "Slip" Lepp
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Curtis Mayfield
Songwriter
John Pate
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Curtis Mayfield
Producer
Irv Stimler
Assistant Producer
Roger Anfinsen
Engineer
Lyrics
Little child
Runnin' wild
Watch a while
You'll see he never smiles
Broken home
Father gone
Mama tired
So he's all alone
Kind of sad
Kind of mad
Ghetto child
Thinkin' he's been had
In the back of his mind, he's sayin'
Didn't have to be here
You didn't have to love for me
While I was just a nothing child
Why couldn't they just let me be
Let me be, let me be, let me be?
One room shack
On the alley back
Control, I'm told
From across the track
Where is the mayor
Who'll make all things fair?
He lives outside
Our polluted air
And I didn't have to be here
You didn't have to love for me
While I was just a nothin' child
Why couldn't they just let me be
Let me be, let me be, let me be?
I got a jones
Runnin' through my bones
I'm sorry, son
All your money's gone
Painful rip
In my upper hip
I guess it's time
To take another trip
Don't care now what nobody say
I got to take the pain away
It's getting worser day by day
And all my life has been this way
Can't reason with the pusher man
Finance is all that he understands
You junkie, mama cries, you know
Would rip her, but I love her so
Love her so, now
Writer(s): Curtis Mayfield
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