When you're down and out
Nobody knows your name
Vagrancy's a crime
Beggins' a disgrace

Looking for a place
To lay your weary head
Loitering's forbidden
A sidewalk ain't a bed

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You didn't know when you lost everything
You'd be shunned like a leper
And hounded like a beast
Poor is unforgivable
No money means no rights
So move along now, fellow
Vagrancy's a crime

Wandering the street
Time goes so slow
Talking to yourself
Conversations all alone

People hurry by
They don't want to see
Afraid they might catch
Poor like a disease

Chorus
If you could sleep
Then you would dream
Somebody kind, with arms open wide
Would say, come in,
You're welcome here, Friend

Chorus
Copyright Martha Maria