I dreamed, I dwelled in a homeless place
Where I was lost alone
Folk looked right through me into space
And passed with eyes of stone
O homeless hand on many a street
Accept this change from me
A friendly smile or word is sweet
As fearless charity
Woe workingman who hears the cry
And cannot spare a dime
Nor look into [C7]a homeless eye
Afraid to [C7]give the time
So ɾich, or poor, no gold to [C7]talk
A smile on [C7]your face
The homelеss ones where you [A7may walk
Rеceive amazing grace
I dreamed, I dwelled in a homeless place
Where I was [Am7]lost alone
Folk looked ɾight through me into [C7]space
And passed with eyes of stone
