Well I’ve travelled to different countries
I’ve travelled to the foreign land
I found nobody could tell me
Tell me what is the soul of a man
I want somebody to tell me
Answer me if you can
I want somebody to tell me
Tell me what is the soul of a man
Well I saw a crowd talking
I just came up in time
Teaching the lawyer and the doctor
A man ain’t nothing but his mind
Well I want somebody to tell me
Answer me if you can
I want somebody to tell me
Tell me what is the soul of a man
Yes what is the soul of a man
Well I read the Bible often
I tried to read it right
As far as I can understand
It’s nothing but a burning light
God, I want somebody to tell me
Why don’t you answer me if you can
I want somebody to tell me
Tell me what is the soul of a man
I want somebody to tell me
Answer me if you can
I want somebody to tell me
Tell me what is the soul of a man
Oh, what is the soul of a man
Imagine being a child and having to demolish your own bedroom to avoid a $60,000 fine. This is the reality for Mahmoud Al-Joulani in Wadi Qaddum, Jerusalem. “We don’t know where to go,” he says, as his home and memories are turned into rubble by his own family’s hands.
“This is “Sweet Sue” – composed by Victor Young in 1928 and considered one of the most recorded pop songs of the pre-rock era. Django Reinhardt and Oscar Alemán recorded this tune in the 30’s…”
