Letras

A man on the street once said to me
I ain´t got no work, I ain´t got no home
I ain´t got no family to lean on,
So would you mind to just give me a smoke
And give me something to believe in,
Something to do for my hands
A place to lay my head,
Please let me know I´m still a living man
I don´t mind to be just one in a crowd
And I don´t care to be down and out
But there is one thing that I want to know
That when I feel low, someone is around, I´m not alone
The man said to me I´ve been on the street
Before you were born, before you were here
I´ve seen the seasons passing by
With the sky right over me
I´ve had successful times
But I stumbled and fell
Society works this way
Some are living in heaven
Some are lining in hell.
I don´t mind to be just one in a crowd
And I don´t care to be down and out
But there is one thing that I want to know
That when I feel low, someone is around, I´m not alone
I said to the man here is your smoke
But I´m afraid I can do no more
I struggle hard not to falter too
And stretch out my hands just like you
When I was young I had illusions but I learned fast
Society works this way
There´s men of the present
And men of the past
Written by: Markus Geese
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