Tears Ain't Enough - Nils Lofgren

Got my belly, for her pillow

And the rain, to wash her clothes

Cement mattress, walls of cardboard

We ain’t helpless, we’re homeless and it shows

Those concerned, talk it up on cable

They’re so worried, «the shame», well it’s not right

Mr. Bigshot, no action, no justice

What’s your number, can I call you tonight?

Tears don’t put food in my baby’s mouth

Or corduroy on her skinny legs

Tears freeze like us when the heat goes south

Tears don’t give when my baby begs

Yeah, your tears ain’t enough

When the going get’s rough

Tears ain’t enough

There’s a moral plague and a greedy congress

They won’t stop the drugs or the flying lead

I wake up a little sadder each morning

'Cause one more innocent child’s dead

Hey de hey, hi de ho

Yes, I’m ready, man to go go go

To another planet, for another life

Dear god how will I feed my kid tonight?

Yeah, your tears ain’t enough

When the going gets rough

Tears ain’t enough