Genesis Hall Lyrics - Richard Thompson

My father he rides with your sheriffs 

And I know he would never mean harm 

But to see both sides of a quarrel 

Is to judge without hate or alarm 

Oh, oh, helpless and slow 

And you don't have anywhere to go 

You take away homes from the homeless 

And leave them to die in the cold 

The gypsy who begs for your presents 

He will laugh in your face when you're old 

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Oh, oh, helpless and slow 

And you don't have anywhere to go 

Well one man he drinks up his whiskey 

Another he drinks up his wine 

And they'll drink 'till their eyes are red with hate 

For those of a different kind 

Oh, oh, helpless and slow 

And you don't have anywhere to go 

When the rivers run thicker than trouble 

I'll be there at your side in the flood 

T'was all I could do to keep myself 

From taking revenge on your blood 

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Oh, oh, helpless and slow 

And you don't have anywhere to go 

Oh, oh, helpless and slow 

And you don't have anywhere to go