The Tramp on the Street Lyrics
By Grady and Hazel Cole | Hank Williams
(D)Only a tramp was Lazarus sad (G)fate He who lay (A)down at the rich man's (D)gate He begged for the crumbs from the rich man to (G)eat He was only a (D)tramp found (A)dead on the (D)street He was some mother's darlin' he was some mother's son Once he was fair and once he was young Some mother rocked him her darlin' to sleep 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 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 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 the God's would deny you on the Great Judgment Day
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