The Witch and the Poor Songtext
von Death by Chocolate

I fell down on the rich man′s stairway
No grip and no hold to try
I've been laying my head in the water
Maybe soon I′m awake and dry
Oh the witch and the poor
They are falling the same old way

Maybe soon I will meet
No one who lies to me

Lend me your hand
Or send me your gold
And give me anything
That couldn't be sold
Send me a letter
At least ten years old
And I'll do anything
Try to get a hold


Almost drowned in the rich man′s landscape
No bridge and no gold in sight
Hear the mourning screams like a thunder
Hoping soon I′m awake and alive
Oh the witch and the poor
They are waiting in the same old line

Maybe soon I will meet
Someone who lays his head beside

Lend me your hand
Or send me your gold
And give me anything
That couldn't be sold
Send me a letter
At least ten years old
And I′ll do anything
Try to get a hold

Count the crows on the witch before me
No crack and no hole to hide
Try to hold the breath while I'm falling
I can make it through the night
Oh the witch and the poor
They all die in the same old fight

Maybe soon I will meet
No one who lies to me


Lend me your hand
Or send me your gold
And give me anything
That couldn′t be sold
Send me a letter
At least ten years old
And I'll do anything
Try to get a hold

I fell down on the rich man′s stairway
No grip and no hold to try
I've been laying my head in the water
Maybe soon I'm awake and dry
Oh the witch and the poor
They are falling the same old way
I said the witch and the poor
They are falling the same old way