The Broken Testo
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Testo The Broken
There's a man on the street I see every mornin'
He plays guitar and a harp, he's got a story
He didn't get here from a bottle or a bad drug
He lost his job and his wife in the same month
And that girl behind the counter that's messing up your order
She heard her husband was runnin' 'round on her
Left her with the kids and the bills and the rent
Now she's serving blue plates and workin' double shifts
Yeah
Give a break, give a break to the broken
Don't know where they've been, no way of knowin'
How much they're hurtin' through the hell they're goin'
So, give a break, give a break to the broken
There's a family on their knees down in Memphis
Their girl's been in and out of hospital treatments
They might be late for work or run a red light
But to say the least, they've got somethin' else on their mind
And there's a soldier, can't be older than twenty-three
Trying to fit in again from the Middle East
Nightmares come when he hits the sack
He might be home but he ain't all the way back
Give a break, give a break to the broken
Don't know where they've been, no way of knowin'
How much they're hurtin' through the hell they're goin'
So, give a break, give a break to the broken
If you ain't going through something now Then consider yourself blessed
But on the day you do, you might
I hope you prayed something like this
I prayed something like this
Give a break, give a break to the broken
Don't know where I've been know way of knowin'
How much I'm hurtin' through the hell I'm goin'
So, give a break, give a break to the broken
He knows your heart, He knows your fears, He knows your mind, He dries your tears
He knows your weakness, knows your strengths
Heals your guilt, feels your pain
He loves you more than anything
He gives a break, gives a break to the broken
He gives a break gives a break to the broken
Give a break, gives a break to the broken
So, give a break, gives a break to the broken
He plays guitar and a harp, he's got a story
He didn't get here from a bottle or a bad drug
He lost his job and his wife in the same month
And that girl behind the counter that's messing up your order
She heard her husband was runnin' 'round on her
Left her with the kids and the bills and the rent
Now she's serving blue plates and workin' double shifts
Yeah
Don't know where they've been, no way of knowin'
How much they're hurtin' through the hell they're goin'
So, give a break, give a break to the broken
There's a family on their knees down in Memphis
Their girl's been in and out of hospital treatments
They might be late for work or run a red light
But to say the least, they've got somethin' else on their mind
And there's a soldier, can't be older than twenty-three
Trying to fit in again from the Middle East
Nightmares come when he hits the sack
He might be home but he ain't all the way back
Give a break, give a break to the broken
Don't know where they've been, no way of knowin'
How much they're hurtin' through the hell they're goin'
So, give a break, give a break to the broken
If you ain't going through something now Then consider yourself blessed
But on the day you do, you might
I hope you prayed something like this
I prayed something like this
Give a break, give a break to the broken
Don't know where I've been know way of knowin'
How much I'm hurtin' through the hell I'm goin'
So, give a break, give a break to the broken
He knows your heart, He knows your fears, He knows your mind, He dries your tears
He knows your weakness, knows your strengths
Heals your guilt, feels your pain
He loves you more than anything
He gives a break, gives a break to the broken
He gives a break gives a break to the broken
Give a break, gives a break to the broken
So, give a break, gives a break to the broken
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