Right now my heart is filled with grief
But I'm churning on, churning on
To a better life
Oh, oh
The poor man
Keep on knocking, but you won't let him in
The rich man is dirty, and he's filled with sin
Keep on knocking, and you won't let us in
I don't know, why is it so?
The poor man
Keep on knocking, but you won't let him in
The rich man is dirty, and he's filled with sin
Keep on knocking