Song: Tramp on the Street (Eearl Scruggs cover)
Author: Hank Williams
Only a poor man --- was Lazarus sad fate
He who 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
Jesus who died on --- Calvary's tree
Shed His life's blood --- for you and for me
They pierced His sides --- 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
And when the battle´s are over --- And the victory´s won
Everyone mourns --- for a poor man´s son
Red, white and blue --- and victory so sweet
And they left Him to die --- like a tramp on the street
And they left Him to die --- like a tramp on the street
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