Trust Yourself - Etta James

I see my sister down on the street

She got blisters burning through the sole of her feet

Working for a man

Who treats her like a piece of meat

I see my brother just looking for a hit

Down in the gutter, swearing to God he gonna quit

Working for a man

Who doesn’t care if he dies or lives

If you do what you’re told

You better watch who you tellin'

Before you believe you gotta see what they’re sellin'

Don’t give up your soul to nobody else

If you wanna be free you gotta trust yourself

Hey, trust yourself (trust yourself)

Trust yourself (trust yourself)

I said trust yourself (trust yourself)

Trust yourself

I see my children at the fork of the road

It makes me wonder which way they goin'

Live by mama’s word

Or die with a gun in their hand, oh no no no