Beggarman

Come the daybreak just another day In the life of the beggar man Trying hard to get out of it Get about a bit. See that great Big world he's read about But never seen When the times comes The times for moving on In the mind of a beggar man All the places he's got to go Why he doesn't know They just come to mind, on by one Like the bullets from a magazine He walks away To dream about the day When he could say Goodbye and close the door On yesterday A beggar man no more When the night ends another day In the life of the beggar man He tried hard to get out of it Get about a bit See that great big world he read about In the pages of the magazine That keeps him warm Through the hours when he sleeps To dream about the day When he could say Goodbye and close the door On Yesterday A beggar man no more.