Tramp on the Street Lyrics

Tramp On The Street Lyrics

Only a tramp
was Lazurus' that day,
he who laid down
at the rich man's gate
He begged for the crumbs
from the rich man to eat
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street

He was some mother's darling
he was some mother's son
Once he was fair
and once he was young
Some mother rocked him
her little baby to sleep
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street
If Jesus should come
and knock on your door
For a place to lie down
or bread from your floor
Would you welcome him in
or would you turn him away
Then God would reward you
on that great judgement day
He was Mary's own darling
he was God's chosen son
Once he was fair
and once he was young
Mary she rocked him
her little baby to sleep
But they left him to die
like a tramp on the street
they left him to die
like a tramp on the street.