I been living uptown,
an alley on king street,
Got a nice fridge box,
Keeps me warm at night.
Nothing in my bag,
but a dry pair of sox.
Got an old guitar,
to sing the blues.
People walking by,
what do you see,
A homeless guy,
You could be like me.
I was once like you,
Then my world turned upsidedown,
Now I live in a box,
In an alley uptown.
Don't think you are better,
My God loves me the same.
I have heart and soul,
Even if I live in this place.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
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