Tramp on the Street

<br>(Grady and Hazel Cole) <br><br><br><br>Only a tramp was Lazarus that day, <br>He lay down by the rich man`s gate.<br>He begged for crumbs from the rich man to eat<br>But they left him to die like a tramp on the street. <br><br>And Jesus who died on Calvary`s tree, <br>Shed his life blood for you and for me <br>They pierced his side, his hands and his feet <br>And they left Him to die like a tramp on the street. <br><br>He was Mary`s own darlin`, he was Mary`s own son; <br>Once he was fair and once he was young, <br>And Mary she rocked him, her little darlin` to sleep,<br>But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.<br><br>When the battles are over, and the victory`s won,<br>Everyone mourns with the poor man`s son,<br>Red white and blue, and victory sweet,<br>And they left him to die like a tramp on the street.