Mister, Can You Spare a Dime?

Trains pull in trains pull out always there on time
A lonely voice greets every train
Hey mister can you spare a dime

People come and people go some are not too kind
They turn away when they hear him say
Hey mister can you spare a dime

When he walks the streets on cold tired feet head bending low
He clutches at a tattered coat
While the cold wind blows

And people look and they pretend they don't see the hurt within
And if they see they pay no mind
Hey mister can you spare a dime

Repeat

Where did he come from where did he go probably we'll never know
And when he's gone just a memory's behind
Hey mister can you spare a dime
Hey mister can you spare a dime
Hey mister can you spare a dime
Hey mister can you spare a dime