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Only aE tramp was Lazarus sad fate A
B7He who lay down at the rich man's Egate
He begged for the crumbs from the rich man to Aeat
He Was only a Etramp found B7dead on the Estreet.
EHe was some mother's darlin', he was some mother's Ason
B7Once he was fair and once he was Eyoung
And some mother rocked him, her darlin' to Asleep
But they left him to Edie like a B7tramp on the Estreet.
EJesus, who died on Calvary's Atree
B7He shed His life's blood for you and for Eme
They pierced His side, His hands and His Afeet
And they left Him to Edie like a B7tramp on the Estreet.
EHe was Mary's own darlin', he was God's chosen ASon
B7Once He was fair and once He was Eyoung
Mary, she rocked Him, her darlin' to Asleep
But they left Him to Edie like a B7tramp on the Estreet.
EIf Jesus should come and knock on your Adoor
B7For a place to come in, or bread from your Estore
Would you welcome Him in, or turn Him a-Away
Then the God would de-Eny you on the Great B7Judgement EDay.
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