Connie Kaldor - Gentle of Heart lyrics

Woe betide those whose luck is lousy They may never love someone who loves them back And woe betide those who aren't a little greedy 'Cause the world loves the ones on the money track And woe betide those who don't look the same As the ones who make the rules in the power game Some will work their lives just to get above trouble Some are born on second base and think they've hit a double And this is not a world for the gentle of heart I see so many buck the trend and they fall apart And they go too soon, the gentle of heart And woe betide those who are dealt some bitter blow In a world with so little room for reeling You better keep on walkin', you better keep movin' on up Don't be caught down for the count, don't be caught kneeling You better reach out, you better steady yourself You better find a port in another's heart 'Cause woe betide those who are goin' it alone They must conquer it all just to start And this is not a world for the gentle of heart I see so many buck the trend and they fall apart And they go too soon, the gentle of heart But who will pick up the world When the rest have taken it on their one way ride? Who are the letters in the mail, the voices on the corner Who holds up against that blackening tide? The gentle of heart