Tramp On The Street - Sara Carter
Only a tramp twas last reset fate he
Who laid down at the rich man's gate
He begged for the crumbs
From the rich man to eat
He was only a tramp found dead 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 darling to sleep
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street
Jesus who died on Calvary's tree she'd his
Life's blood for you and for me
They fixed his sides his hands and his feet
Then 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
Mary she rocked Him her darlin' to sleep
But they left Him to die
Like a tramp on the street
