Homeless Joe

Homeless Joe’s got no where to go

He whistles a tune that he made on his own

His pockets are empty his clothes are in shreds

All of the town folk would turn up their heads

It’s amazing the things that some money can do

Wealthy people don’t know what it’s like to feel blue

Money earns you respect and showcases success

But a poor man’s water is a treasure chest

You’ve got to learn to love all the things that you got

Not the possessions you purchased that you like a lot

So when they slip him a twenty it doesn’t go down the drain

He burns it to warm himself after the rain…

His hand me down boots and his house made of paper

Are better up kept than the mansion off Bleecker

He’s traveled the world in the same pair of shoes

He’s not afraid of a challenge with nothing to lose

One day you’ll remember the story of Joe

When you’ve lost your status and misplaced your dough

You’ll wish you were someone a little more humble

When you’re broken down and begin to stumble