Bill Thwing - Homeless Kid Songtexte

Songtexte Homeless Kid - Bill Thwing




Walking down my back alley in the middle of the night
This little kid stared up at me. He gave me quite a fright
He hardly had no clothes on, he was fragile, he was slight
I asked him what you doing here, Kid, in the middle of the night
He was shivering with cold, skinny as a rail
You could hardly hear his voice. It quivered and it quailed
I'm hungry and I'm cold, he said. I don't know what to do
My family got no home no more and I got to pull 'em through
Homeless folk are everywhere in our cities and our towns
A lot of folk are doing their best not to let them down
If you can help you gotta try. Roll up your sleeves and pray
Turn on your brain, call a friend, you can find a way
Where is it you live, I said. He showed me this old home
Abandoned and unheated. No lights he could turn on
He led me to the basement where his Mom and Dad were camped
It smelled of mold and mildew growing there in the damp
A baby in a basket was coughing sick and sad
We took him to the clinic, but it was closed, they said
I took them home with me that night, and fed them best I could
The pillows on my sofa covered up the cold hard wood
Next day I drove them into town, to the homeless shelter there
But they said they were all filled up and they had no beds to spare
So, I brought to the food pantry which was downstairs in a church
The pastor said"We'll do our best not to leave them in the lurch
Homeless folk are everywhere in our cities and our towns
A lot of folk are doing their best not to let them down
If you can help you gotta try. Roll up your sleeves and pray
Turn on your brain, call a friend, you can find a way
Pastor found a rooming house that would take them right away
Got them clothes from the Good Will store. They didn't have to pay
Found the guy a job. Made sure they had some food
And before too long that kid's family was doing pretty good
Love your neighbor as yourself is what the good book says
Put yourself in each other's shoes. Try to visualize their mess
There are always times in a kid's life, when they think the end has come
That's when you lend a hand and you help them find a home



Autor(en): William Cullen Thwing



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