Richard Thompson - A man in need

I packed my rags, went down the hill Left my dependents a-lying still Just as the dawn was rising up I was making good speed I left a letter lying on the bed From a man in need, it read You know it's so hard, It's so hard to find Well, well, well. Who's going to cure the heart of a man in need? All of my friends don't comprehend me Their kind of style it just offends me I want to take 'em, I want to shake 'em 'Till they pay me some heed Oh, you've got to ride in one direction Until you find the right connection You know it's so hard, so, so, so, so Well, well. Who's going to cure the heart of a man in need? Who's going to give you real happiness? Who's going to give you contentedness? Who's going to lead you? Who's going to feed you? And cut you free? Well I've sailed every ship in the sea But I travelled this world in misery You know it's so hard, so hard, so hard Well, well. Who's going to cure the heart of a man in need? Well who's going to shoe your feet? Ah who's going to pay your rent? And who's going to stand by you? Well, well, well, well Who's going to cure the heart of a man in need? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Of a man in need