Текст (слова) песни: Joan Baez - Tramp on the Street
(Grady and Hazel Cole)
Only a tramp was Lazarus that day, He lay down by the rich man`s gate. He begged for crumbs from the rich man to eat But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.
And Jesus who died on Calvary`s tree, Shed his life blood for you and for me They pierced his side, his hands and his feet And they left Him to die like a tramp on the street.
He was Mary`s own darlin`, he was Mary`s own son; Once he was fair and once he was young, And Mary she rocked him, her little darlin` to sleep, But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.
When the battles are over, and the victory`s won, Everyone mourns with the poor man`s son, Red white and blue, and victory sweet, And they left him to die like a tramp on the street.
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