He grew up from the dry ground
in a land with varied belief
to the people-this was the picture
of a kind hearted man
Who stood up for what he knew was right
Tough was the battle that he had to fight
But it was nothing at all
To keep him counted sheep at night.

That was the man of sorrows
Acquainted with grief
The man of sorrows
Makes children of joy

(repeat)

In a neighborhood or corruption
Insecurity killing humanity
Everyone against the wall
It was clear something had to be done
Because he knew what pain and disgrace had meant
To the people who played for a government
Who gave nothing at all
Instead were sharp to take more and more and more.

That was the man of sorrows . . .

So they nailed him down in broad daylight
For the people around the world to see
That no little is the price
When you do what your heart tells you.
They nailed him down in broad daylight
For the people of the world around to see
That no little is the price
When you do what your heart tells you.

That was the ma of sorrows . . .

(repeat twice)