Help Lord (Won't You Come)

[Chorus 2x] Tiddle-Dee-Dum, Tiddle-Dee-Dum Help Lord, Won't You Come? [Hammer] I can't call it, But I know I got started Cause my mama was broke, And I was broken hearted I can take tears and tears for years But the tears of my mama, Yo they get me right here So i, Broke out in a military step No deally, No dally, I walked, I crept I slept on a plan that i'd make it all good A young preacher if you could A young hustler from the hood Mama, Don't you cry, Don't you cry no more Ya baby boy's blowin up and he's goin to war My mind is playin tricks and my dad is too High street bank boys, It's on, Fools!