TRAMP ON THE STREET
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     Only a tramp was Lazarus sad fate
     He who lay 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 darlin', he was some  mother's son
     Once he was fair and once he was young
     And some  mother rocked him, her darlin' to sleep
     But they left him to die like a tramp on the street

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

     If Jesus should come and knock on 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 the Great Judgement Day 

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