[1] - Coming from where he did  He was turned away from every door like Joseph  To even the toughest among us  That would be too much    He didn't know what it was to be black  'Till they gave him his change  But didn't want to touch his hand  To even the toughest among us  That would be too much    [2] - Isn't it just enough  How hard it is to live  Isn't it hard enough  Just to make it through a day    The secret of their fear and their suspicion  Standing there looking like an angel  In his brown shoes, his short suit  His white shirt and his cuffs a little frayed    Coming from where he did  He was such a dignified child  To even the toughest among us  That would be too much    [Repeat 2]  [Repeat 1]