Bobby Womack Your Songs Live On.
Accross 110th Street Is A Classic America Story & Song
Your songs and singing have so much wisdom and sole. In particular “Across 11oth Street” told me a west coast punk-rock-skater-kid a vividly different human story of growing up in the streets of NYC. When listening to it over and over again, I would see images of people trying to escape the pain of poverty, vice and trouble. It’s a powerful set of lyrics and your singing of it never gets boring.
Rest In Peace Bobby Womack and thank you for your musical genius.
Lyrics From Bobby Womack — Across 11oth Street
I was the third brother of five
Doing whatever I had to do to survive
I’m not saying what I did was alright
Trying to break out of the ghetto was a day to day fight
Been down so long, getting up didn’t cross my mind
I knew there was a better way of life and I was just trying to find
You don’t know what you’ll do until you’re put under pressure
Across 110th Street is a hell of a tester
Across 110th Street
Pimps trying to catch a woman that’s weak
Across 110th Street
Pushers won’t let the junkie go free
Across 110th Street
Woman trying to catch a trick on the street, ooh baby
Across 110th Street
You can find it all in the street, oh
I got one more thing I’d like to yell about right now
Hey brother, there’s a better way out
Snorting that coke, shooting that dope man, you’re copping out
Take my advice, it’s either live or die
You’ve got to be strong, if you want to survive
The family on the other side of town
Would catch hell without a ghetto around
In every city you find the same thing going down
Harlem is the capital of every ghetto town
Help me sing it
Across 110th Street
Pimps trying to catch a woman that’s weak
Across 110th Street
Pushers won’t let the junkie go free
Oh, across 110th Street
A woman trying to catch a trick on the street, ooh baby
Across 110th Street
You can find it all in the street
Yes, he can
Oh, look around you, look around you
Look around you, look around you, yeah
