| Living and dying in the bye and bye with the children of the night Watching the people just walk on by, Should I cry when its cold out side,, without anything to eat accept the trash from the streets, or shoes on my cold feet, As I see the lonely people like you and me, Just walk on bye, On the bye and bye, We are born in this free land, But I ask God what was his plans As I see the rich and poor, Just walk on by, But not knowing why, Oh lord take me home where I cant feel the cold in my bones, Nor the hunger in my soul, Oh please lord if I die to night, Don't just walk on bye. |
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