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Billy, the bum lived by the
And sang of the hobo's
He'd he could run
Twice as as the sun
By losing his shadow at
Now he loved every
In this curly world
But no one know it seems
For two twisted legs and a disease
Left Billy just a bum in his

And he was a gentle boy
A real light
Cried on Sunday morning
Laughs on Saturday night
And your bullets, they harm him
Nor your tear him apart
killed him
God bless his little

Now he lived all in a run down home
the side of the old railroad track
Where the used to run
Carryin' by the ton
the whistle as Billy'd wave back
But the children Billy's home town
Seemed to nothin' better to do
Then run around his
With their tongues their mouth
Make fun of that crippled old

And he was just a boy
A real light
Cried pennies on Sunday
nickels on Saturday night
And your bullets, they can't him
Nor your knives tear him
killed him
God bless his heart

Now some they wait and some folks they pray
For to rise up again
But none of these folks in their cloaks
Ever took on as a friend
For pity's a
And it ain't a dime
To a who's really in need
Just 'em the same
As you would your own
Next time that your starts to bleed

And he was just a boy
A real florescent
Cried on Sunday morning
Laughs on Saturday night
And your bullets, they can't him
Nor your tear him apart
Humiliation him
God his little heart