We've all seen this man,
Just look out your window,
He's ether in the garbage looking for cans,
On the street with a cup,
No money in his hands,
All he wants is a home,
Money and food,
He's the unfortunate,
What did he do to you,
So give him a quarter,
A dollar or two,
You'll give him a dinner,
One he hasn't had in a year,
He's the one who needs money,
He's the one who needs love,
He's the one in the winter,
With only a tee-shirt on,
He lives in the box,
He lives in an ally,
He lives where no one is wanted,
He wants to go home,
But there's no door to open,
There's no chair to sit,
There's nobody there,
To give him a hug,
All there is ,
Is a coat,
And maybe some shoes,
He has no home,
But no one cares,
You never know what you have,
Until you have lost it,
He's had nothing to loose,
Because he has no money,
He has but one thing,
And that is his shirt,
And thats why it hurts,
So please help this man,
Give him a quarter,
A dollar or two,
You'll make his day,
You can save a life or two.
