Tekst :

I done had money
I done been broke
I done been talked about something awful
Done been lied on by so many folks
I done even been depressed at times
and didn t wanna cry cause my pride was too strong
But over the years I thought it over
And after struggling for so long and still holding on
I figured, can t be nothing all that wrong with crying
If anybody says that they re that strong they re lying
See crying is like taking your soul to the Laundromat
It s like the feeling that you get
when you see your Grand-mama smile
Or the heavens open up and blessing rain down
Go on child and cry
Go on and cry, cry, cry
We can cry together

2nd Verse:
See I done been a player
I done been played
I done went for some of the oldest tricks
from some of the coldest chicks God done ever made
Said I done even had a venereal disease
And didn t wanna go to the clinic, all that attention embarrassing me
But over the years I ve learned to understand
that I don t really give a damn what nobody say, I m a man
and we cry
We can cry, we can cry, we can cry together

Bridge:
Talkin bout wo wo wo yea yea yea
They say a man ain t supposed to cry
but I know, know, know
fasho sho , sho
that even men go through problems sometime
cry

Another man done gone (another man done gone)
Another man done gone another man done gone another man done gone
Another man done gone (another man done gone
Another man done gone another man done gone)
He had a long chain on (he had a long chain on
He had...

I been going half crazy, running circles heart is dizzy
I’m hot-blooded,girl I wanted you,got so close but-could’nt touch you
How come we aint-getting busy, thought that we’d be-making babies
Read the signs-can you see, I’ve been patient-until now


CHORUS;
It’s to late...

Hay miedos que se acurrucan
entre uno y otro escalón
de la escalera que sube
de tus sueños hacia el sol

Y te acechan y no dejan
que tú elijas tu lugar
no queda sino batirnos
no queda sino luchar

Hay dudas que nos mutilan
hay deudas del corazón
hay días que nos estorban
hay “dioses” que van de dios

Pero hay...

El negro bebió
bailando candombe
lágrimas de su tambor
genial

Pociones de amor
volcó en mi guitarra
la luz de su redención
final

Esos cueros llevan sueños
al otro lado del mar
... y un viento de arrabal

La noche silbó
su antigua milonga
y en mi país se oyó
cantar

Esos cueros llevan sueños
al otro lado del mar
... y un viento de arrabal
...

All I want to do is make the people rock
But them I heard dem der words
I never trusted you lot
And why don t you go back to Africa
From I heard that sound these a vibe non-stop, right?
Round 1, i ll...