Tramp On The Street

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Only a tramp was Lazarus sad fate
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He who lay down at the rich man's gate
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He begged for the crumbs from the rich man to eat
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He Was only a tramp found dead on the street.



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He was some mother's darlin', he was some mother's son
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Once he was fair and once he was young
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And some mother rocked him, her darlin' to sleep
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But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.



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Jesus, who died on Calvary's tree
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He shed His life's blood for you and for me
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They pierced His side, His hands and His feet
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And they left Him to die like a tramp on the street.



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He was Mary's own darlin', he was God's chosen Son
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Once He was fair and once He was young
                                     A
Mary, she rocked Him, her darlin' to sleep
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But they left Him to die like a tramp on the street.



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If Jesus should come and knock on your door
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For a place to come in, or bread from your store
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Would you welcome Him in, or turn Him a-way
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Then the God would de-ny you on the Great Judgement Day.