Jim White - Cinderblock Walls

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Christ almighty life’s a hurricane
I got a broke umbrella in this yellow rain
'Tween the errs of Eve and the mark of Cain
But I can’t break free of this being born stain
'Cause them cinderblock walls
They don’t fall down
They don’t fall down
Not without being hammered on
Now my woman say she love me but how’s that true
When she beats me with her tongue till I’m black and blue?
It’s a camels back and Lord I ain’t got a clue
When that last straw hits quite what I’ll do
'Cause them cinderblock walls
They don’t fall down
They don’t fall down
Not without being hammered on
Been sitting twenty damn years beneath the money tree
Wondering why the hell the fruit won’t fall for me
See my dirt poor palms stretched out in vain
While the moths of poverty eat holes in my brain
And them cinderblock walls
They don’t fall down
They don’t fall down
Not without being hammered on
Now like all cinderblock men, inside I’m hollow
My dreams dried up and soon my pride followed
Guess they’ll write on my tombstone the day I’m gone
This one here got tired of being hammered on
'Cause them cinderblock walls
They don’t fall down
They don’t fall down
Not without being hammered on
Hammered on
Hammered on
Hammered on