High Price of Love
Oh, yeah
Let me tell you people,
Let me tell you bout' the high price of love;
People are in the streets at night;
Looking for prostitutes, while innocent teens say "don't shoot"
Leaving their loved ones in spite, what's the use?
of what they shouldn't do wanting someone to hold'em tight;
And they can't afford the price of milk;
and they can't afford gas prices;
Living in an age of industrial wars;
heaven knows where the children are;
man gone to the moon, while China's running out of room;
It's out of sight, this ain't right
It's the high price
The high price of love ooh, ooh, oh yeah
Little babies crying
Mothers worrying bout' their fathers;
Where and when will the violents end?
NO one to call a friend;
Can't sleep at night;
For holding my pillow tight;
I'm scare Lord, living in a age of industrial wars;
heaven knows where the children are;
Cost of living so high, can't even afford to die;
It's out of sight, this ain't right
It's the high price
The high price of love ooh, ooh, oh yeah
The high price of love
06/21/74
From the anthology "The World Will End Tomorrow"
as well as demo/cassette & Single from American Gramaphone /Sound Recorders/ BlackAmoor Records
written words by James Edward Lee 1974, 2018©
Arranged music by Alton Adkins 1974, 2018©
sung by Alton Adkins
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