Three and a Half Letters

I'm 37 years old Married to my childhood sweetheart Two beautiful girls, two and a half and four Worked nine years at the plant my father worked And his father before him I have a B.A. but laid off seven months ago It's been tough like so many others But I still believe Can you help me, brother? Can you help? I need a job I need a job I'm willing to work But I need a job I stand in the street With a sign in my hand But I need the work Yeah, I need a job Yeah I just returned from Afghanistan Spent four years in the military service I'm 24, strong and I can't find work in my hometown I'm married with one beautiful son Seven months old today Never had a chance to buy a home Can't afford the apartment we've been living in Moving in with Debbie's parents Whose home is now in foreclosure Can you help? I need a job I need a job I'm willing to work But I need a job Stand in the streets With a sign in my hand I'm willing to work But I need a job I'm sorry this letter is hand-written but I don't have a computer I don't have access to one I'm 51 years old I lost my wife to breast cancer three years ago Lost my job of 26 years one year later I'm homeless with no one to turn to I've been through a lot, brother I heard you like to help people Well, I need help I need a job I need a job I'm willing to work But I need a job Stand in the street With a sign in my hand I'm willing to work But I need a job Got nothin' left Lost it all Can I get back to zero Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero I need a job Yeah, I need a job I need a job And the last letter said: "I'm nine years old and homeless." Fuck