Lesson From What's Poor

When I go, follow my brother
He's got the blood of father and mother
And he has a spirit that's even mightier

And if I hunger, see that I do
Bring me water, bring me food
And fill me up with things that are true
And very good

And if you want to, touch my wrist
With the hands that I have kissed
And hold my cuffs so strong in your fists

See now, watch how it is I am
Watch what I do and how I stand
And stand down, boys, for we are grand
Right now we are

I take my lessons from what's poor
That's what god has put me for
Wealth is death, of that I'm sure
Farewell