A song inspired by your comments on my upload from yesterday. -------------------------------------------------- He's a battered cap and dirty shirt Standing in the rain He holds a tattered sign And his face is lined with pain And the cardboard message written there Holds a desperate plea Homeless, broke and hungry Lord won't someone please help me Now some are just plain crazy While some were born to roam Others served their country But they're never coming home He's a figure by the roadside A ragged man without a name The face is always different But the look is still the same And as I drive on past I cannot look him in the eye He reveals the truth about me There but for the grace of God go I For I've had my share of troubles And I know life isn't fair Felt the pain of loneliness When no one seemed to care And there are times when I've been lost Cold and hungry too Standing by the highway Never knowing what to do And so I take a second look And see the man inside And the picture there before me Is an image I can't hide He's a father, brother or a son I know them all so well And each line upon his weathered face Tells a story out of hell So I reach down deep inside And curse my foolish heart For I know that these few coins I give Are an ending not a start And down the road I go Down the road I go He's a battered cap and dirty shirt Standing in the rain He holds a tattered sign And his face is lined with pain And the cardboard message written there Holds a desperate plea Homeless, broke and hungry Lord won't someone please help me