A Tramp On The Street(Album Version) - Ramblin’ Jack Elliott

A Tramp On The Street - Ramblin' Jack Elliott
Only a tramp was Lazarus that day
He who lay down by the rich man's gate
Well he begged for some crumbs from the rich man to eat
But they left him to die like a ramp 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 a little darlin' to sleep
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street
If Jesus should come and knock on your door
Would you let Him come in and pick from your store
Would you turn him away with nothing to eat
Would you leave 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
And Mary she rocked him a little darlin' to sleep
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street
Jesus he died on Calvary's peak
Gave his life's blood for
You and for me
A chist to said Lord his nails in his feet
But 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
And Mary she rocked him a little darlin' to sleep
But they left him to die like
A tramp on the street