[00:00.00]The Right to Sorrow -Shokran
[00:49.884]Take your fill of intimate remorse perfumed sorrow
[00:54.568]Over the dead child of a millionaire
[00:57.272]And the pity of death refusing any check on the bank
[01:00.920]Which the millionaire might order his secretary to
[01:05.958]Scratch off
[01:06.446]And get cashed
[01:07.342]Very well
[01:08.574]You for your grief and I for mine
[01:12.205]Let me have a sorrow my own if I want to
[01:22.816]I shall cry over the dead child of a stockyards hunky
[01:38.89]His job is sweeping blood off the floor
[01:52.891]Now his three year old daughter
[01:56.627]Is in a white coffin that cost him a week's wages
[02:00.571]Every Saturday night he will pay the undertaker fifty
[02:05.785]Cents till the debt is wiped out
[02:09.659]The hunky and his wife and the kids
[02:13.467]Cry over the pinched face almost at peace in the white box
[02:31.446]They remember it was scrawny and ran up high doctor bills