The Story of Homeless Joe
Sit down and I�ll tell you a story
It�ll only take a minute no need to hurry
It�s about a man people passed every single day
They never spoke they just looked away
Nobody really knew his name so
They all just called him Homeless Joe
Watching them and knowing the hope to bring
strumming his guitar you could hear him sing

I�ll be coming home someday
Maybe later not sooner but either way
I�ll be coming home some day
And in the end it will be okay

Some people thought there must be someone to blame
For a man to live like this was quite a shame
Maybe the government or the corporate few
Whatever the reason nobody knew
But he didn�t seem to care
Not one drop of sadness or despair
He just kept on singing his song
Cause he knew right where he belonged
He was singing

I�ll be going home someday
In the end my debt I won�t have to pay
I�ll be going home someday
On that green grass I�ll forever play

One day the people just stopped to stare
Because the one they ignored they were now aware
He wasn�t here he wasn�t anywhere
For anyone who cared to notice
If they listened closely they could still hear his voice
And He was singing

I�m going home to stay
To sing and my guitar forevermore to play
I�m going home for good
Where I�m going is understood

The story doesn�t end there my friend
He didn�t have nice clothes or money to spend
But in the end he was standing tall
Cause Homeless Joe had a home after all

He�s come home to stay
The things of life no longer in the way
He�s come home oh it�s so grand
Here forevermore he will stand
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