Show JUST J I T US U'S 1 Q r T FOLKS L F i n 0 L T TI K S Q By EDGAR EDGAR THE TRAMP There came to town a ragged tramp The well-dressed well people called him scamp And scamp he might have been He looked like one who did not care The burdens of this life to bear And ragged and unclean Was quite content to drift along Indifferent to right or wrong To all who stopped him questioning H He always said the self same thing Ive neither home nor name And none will know and none will sigh Or shed a tear the day I die Or m my cold body claim I chose to be a tramp and so soTo soTo soTo To Potters Potter's Field a tramp Ill I'll go Now such a man as that would seem To have no part in iri Gods God's gre great t scheme Yet just before he died A w woman man stooped and kissed his lace face And prayed for mercy and for grace At And Aiu at his pas passing ing cried ried Fo For he had plunged beneath a truck T To save her child from irom being struck |