text: If it came to pass
  That they should ask
  What could I tell them?
  Would they criticize
  Behind my back
  Maybe I should let them
  Oh, if only then and only then
  They would understand
  Theyd turn a full-blooded city boy
  Into a full-blooded city man
  If they could face it
  I could take it
  In their eyes
  Oh, I know Id make it
  Their tiny minds
  And sacred cows, just fake it
  Oh, if only then and only then
  They would understand
  Theyd turn a full-blooded city boy
  Into a full-blooded city man
  But I know the way
  They want me
  In the way they publicize
  If they could turn
  Their focus off
  To the image in their eyes
  Maybe it would help them
  Help them understand
  Maybe it would help them
  Help them understand
  Maybe it would help them
  Help them understand
  That a full-blooded city boy
  Is now a full-blooded city man
  Oh, my soul, oh, my soul, oh, my soul
  Oh, my soul, oh, my soul, oh, my soul
  Oh, my soul, oh, my soul, oh, my soul
  Oh, my soul, oh, my soul, oh, my soul
  Oh, my soul, oh, my soul, oh, my soul
  Oh, my soul, oh, my soul, oh, my soul
  Oh, my soul, oh, my soul, oh, my soul
  Oh, my soul, oh, my soul, oh, my soul
  Oh, my soul, oh, my soul, oh, my soul
  Oh, my soul, oh, my soul, oh, my soul