Tramp On The Street Lyrics - Norma Jean

Only a tramp was Lazurus' sad fate, he who laid down at the rich man's gate 

He begged for the crumbs from the rich man to eat 

He was only a tramp found dead on the street 

He was some mother's darling he was some mother's son 

Once he was fair and once he was young 

Some mother rocked him her darling to sleep 

But they left him to die like a tramp on the street 

Jesus he died on Calvary's tree he shed his life's blood for you and for me 

They pierced his sides his hands and his feet 

Then they left him to die like a tramp on the street 

If Jesus should come and knock your door 

For a place to come in or bread from your store 

Would you welcome him in or turn him away 

Then God would deny you on that great judgement day 

He was Mary's own darling he was God's chosen son 

Once he was fair and once he was young 

Mary she rocked him her darling to sleep 

But they left him to die like a tramp on the street