Lyrics to Cold In Philadelphia
Left my home with just my jeans, my money and a stash
Aimed to Philadelphia, I need a place to crash
Cold in Philadelphia
Cold in Philadelphia
His name was Pascual and he came here from Sicily. He came here alone all 17 no family. Government told him he was a natural born criminal
They said his intellect was minimal
They said southern Italians were savages and rapists
But he was only here to look for work but they was racists
He just wanted to find a wife and have children
But had to live in fear because they were Sicilians
Trouble communicating cuz he didn’t speak the language
If you don’t know English ain't nothing but baggage
Started his own business with some money that he saved up
But nobody supported his business he almost just gave up
Stuck it out, worked hard, livin' in a shanty
Found himself a wife then he had himself a family
Still dealt with discrimination but he wasn’t mad
And fear is a great motivator in man
Decades later his family comfortable with clout
And most of them will want to build a wall and keep him out!
? me please sir, and if you will, can you spare a dime?
Do you have a cigarette to help me pass the time?
Cold in Philadelphia
Cold in Philadelphia
His name Abdullah he here to escape Assad
He need to find a home and a place to pray to God
A full-scale civil war broke out in Syria
Uprising turned violent country in hysteria
In Syria he a doctor in Philly he sort boxes
His wife and 4 children in a 2 room apartment
He work all night making garments
His sons work shifts after school at the market
Airstrikes and raids forced them out of their homes
So they left to Jordan overnight prayed to get thru
3 years in Jordan then they finally made it here
The older daughter had to go to Spain and disappear
Back in Philly Abdullah struggling to make the rent
Winter coming soon but the heat and bill spent
His sons picked on in school, suffer from embarrassment
They been here for a year and only speak Arabic
They stayed where they was, they would be killed by Asad
But the trouble and the struggle is fulfilling to God
? fine work has caused me hair to be too long
Cold in Philadelphia, I tried to get along
Cold in Philadelphia
Cold in Philadelphia
Aimed to Philadelphia, I need a place to crash
Cold in Philadelphia
Cold in Philadelphia
His name was Pascual and he came here from Sicily. He came here alone all 17 no family. Government told him he was a natural born criminal
They said his intellect was minimal
They said southern Italians were savages and rapists
But he was only here to look for work but they was racists
He just wanted to find a wife and have children
But had to live in fear because they were Sicilians
Trouble communicating cuz he didn’t speak the language
If you don’t know English ain't nothing but baggage
Started his own business with some money that he saved up
But nobody supported his business he almost just gave up
Stuck it out, worked hard, livin' in a shanty
Found himself a wife then he had himself a family
Still dealt with discrimination but he wasn’t mad
And fear is a great motivator in man
Decades later his family comfortable with clout
And most of them will want to build a wall and keep him out!
? me please sir, and if you will, can you spare a dime?
Do you have a cigarette to help me pass the time?
Cold in Philadelphia
Cold in Philadelphia
His name Abdullah he here to escape Assad
He need to find a home and a place to pray to God
A full-scale civil war broke out in Syria
Uprising turned violent country in hysteria
In Syria he a doctor in Philly he sort boxes
His wife and 4 children in a 2 room apartment
He work all night making garments
His sons work shifts after school at the market
Airstrikes and raids forced them out of their homes
So they left to Jordan overnight prayed to get thru
3 years in Jordan then they finally made it here
The older daughter had to go to Spain and disappear
Back in Philly Abdullah struggling to make the rent
Winter coming soon but the heat and bill spent
His sons picked on in school, suffer from embarrassment
They been here for a year and only speak Arabic
They stayed where they was, they would be killed by Asad
But the trouble and the struggle is fulfilling to God
? fine work has caused me hair to be too long
Cold in Philadelphia, I tried to get along
Cold in Philadelphia
Cold in Philadelphia
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