Tramp On The Street Songtext / Lyric

(grady cole & hazel cole, kinky friedman)



Only a tramp was lazarus' sad fate

He who lay down by the rich man' s gate.

He begged for some crumbs from the rich man to eat,

He was only a tramp found dead on the street.



If jesus he comes on and knocks on your door






Will he find love and kindness or hatred and war?

Will you turn him away with nothing to eat?

Will you leave him to die like a tramp on the street?



Poor jewboy you' ve rambled this cold world alone

Just a-prayin' that heaven is no place like home.

May the good lord he bless you and keep you in health

And remember that jesus was a jewboy hisself.