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Young man on a corner, cardboard sign in hand,
“I’m homeless goin’ on hopeless; can you lend a helpin’ hand?”
I’ll work for food or money, reads the sign he holds up high.
But the people turn their heads away; they keep on drivin’ by.

He’s the conscience of a nation, but they barely hear his call.
He’s a tree out in the forest; no one hears whenever it falls.
But it’s safe to just ignore him, and hope he goes away,
Put a bandaid on the problem; just throw some change his way.

[chorus]	Cause I’m homeless goin’ on hopeless, oh, God what can you do.
		Break the chains of this existence; let me start my life brand new.
		I’m not lookin’ for a handout, just lookin’ for a hand,
		To unlock the door that leads me to 
A poor man’s promised land.

Now the wind is blowin’ colder now, the evenin’ light grows low,
They say it will get cold tonight, maybe five or ten below.
Can’t sleep here in the subway cause the gangs all roam them now,
There’s a stranger in my doorway, I don’t know where I’ll go.

[chorus] 	Cause I’m homeless goin’ on hopeless, oh, God what can you do.
		Break the chains of this existence; let me start my life brand new.
		I’m not lookin’ for a handout, just lookin’ for a hand,
		To unlock the door that leads me to 
A poor man’s promised land.