paroles de chanson Homless - J.J. Cale

She said she had no money but he was in doubt
He told her, "I used to be in too" But now he was out
"Spare some small change, lady, and I'll be on my way"

She looked into his eyes and deep in his soul
I know she was wondering if he was in control
She muttered to herself, "These beggars
Where do they all come from?"

He said, "I'm not a homeless man
I'm a gypsy by trade and I'm travelling this land
I'm not a homeless man"

He moved through the streets with his headband low
Never thinking he would never see that woman again, you know
Just sleeping in the doorways and alleys like he always had

The years rolled by, and later on
He spotted an old woman all tattered and worn
Hard times had got her
Her clothes were ragged and old

She said, "I'm not a homeless woman
I'm a gypsy by trade and I'm travelling this land
I'm not a homeless woman"

Sometime in the daytime, sometimes at night
You will see a couple walking, they'll come into sight
Pushing their carts and holding hands

If you ask to help, they'll just run away
Like little children, out to play
And if you ask, "Who are you"
They'll always say

"I'm not a homeless man
I'm a gypsy by trade and I'm travelling this land
She's not a homeless woman
I'm not a homeless man"

I'm not a homeless man
I'm a gypsy by trade and I'm travelling this land
She's not a homeless woman