| 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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