Текст (слова) песни: Norma Jean - Tramp On The Street
Only a tramp twas last reset fate he who laid down at the rich man`s gate He begged for the crumbs from the rich man to eat He was only a tramp found dead on the street He was some mother`s darling he was some mother`s son Once he was fair and once he was young Some mother rocked him her darling to sleep But they let him to die like a tramp on the street Jesus he died on Calvary`s tree he shed his life`s cup for you and for me They fixed his sides his hands and his feet Then they let him to die like a tramp on the street If Jesus should come and knock your door For a place to come in or bread from your store Would you welcome him in or turn him away Then God would deny you on that great judgement day He was Mary`s own darling he was God`s chosen son Once he was fair and once he was young Mary she rocked him her darling to sleep But they let him to die like a tramp on the street
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