Love on my side,
I've got Love Love Love on my side.
I've got Love on my side,
I've got Love Love Love on my side.
He's homeless, he's hungry Lord,
He's a broken man,
Looking for a something he can eat out of a garbage can.
He wakes up every day with the smell of cheap whisky on his breath,
and his filthy skin is shaking on his bones like the cold cold hands of death
And his worn out hands clutched to his golden cross
that he keeps safely treasured on his bony wrist.
He says Lord I'm found even though I'm lost
And you know I'm trying to best
But I lost my wife,
I lost my home,
I lost my children when they got grown,
'Aint got no money don't have no pride
but my heart has nothing to hide
Cuz' I got love,
I got love on my side.
Love on my side,
I got love love love on my side.
I've got love on my side,
I've got love love love on my side.
His clothes are torn
and tattered layin' on him like dirty rags.
Between the pages of his bible faded pictures of his family in a paper bag.
And he wakes up every day with the memories of his yester-year.
There's a smile on his face as the yellow glaze fills his eyes with tears.
And his worn out hands clutches his golden cross
that he keeps safely treasured on his bony wrist.
He says Lord I'm found even though I'm lost
And you know I'm trying to best
But I lost my wife,
I lost my home,
I lost my children when they got grown,
Don't have no money don't have no pride
but my heart has nothing to hide.
I got love,
I got love, on my side.
Love on my side,
I got Love Love Love on my side.
I've got Love on my side,
I got Love Love Love on my side.