[Verse 1]
Coming from where he did
He was turned away from every door like Joseph
[Chorus]
To even the toughest among us that would be too much
[Verse 2]
He didn't know what it was to be black
'Til they gave him his change
But didn't want to touch his hand
[Chorus]
To even the toughest among us don't you know that would be too much
[Post-Chorus]
Isn't it just enough
How hard it is to live
Isn't it hard enough
Just to make it through a day
[Bridge]
The secret of their fear and their suspicion
Standing there looking like an angel
In his brown shoes
His short suit
His white shirt
And his cuffs a little frayed
Coming from where he did
He was such a dignified child
[Chorus]
To even the toughest among us don't you know that would be too much
[Post-Chorus]
Isn't it just enough
How hard it is to live
Isn't it hard enough
Just to make it through a day
[Verse 1]
Coming from where he did
He was turned away from every door like Joseph
[Chorus]
To even the toughest among us don't you know that would be too much
[Verse 2]
He didn't know what it was to be black
'Til they gave him his change
But didn't want to touch his hand
[Chorus]
To even the toughest among us that would be too much
Immigrant was written by Sade Adu & Janusz Podrazik.
My mother told me about how, when my father first came to England, they’d be shopping and she’d notice how the guy in the store didn’t want to touch his hand. That affected me a lot. The song is about how dignified that older generation was.
—Sade, Vibe, 2000