[1] - Coming from where he did
  He was turned away from every door like Joseph
  To even the toughest among us
  That would be too much
    He didn't know what it was to be black
  'Till they gave him his change
  But didn't want to touch his hand
  To even the toughest among us
  That would be too much
    [2] - Isn't it just enough
  How hard it is to live
  Isn't it hard enough
  Just to make it through a day
    The secret of their fear and their suspicion
  Standing there looking like an angel
  In his brown shoes, his short suit
  His white shirt and his cuffs a little frayed
    Coming from where he did
  He was such a dignified child
  To even the toughest among us
  That would be too much
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