Only a tramp was Lazarus that day

He who lay down by the rich man's gate

Well he begged for some crumbs from the rich man to eat

But they left him to die like a ramp on the street

Jesus He died on Calvary's peak

Gave His life's blood for you and for me

But they left Him to die like a tramp on the street

He was some mother's darlin

He was some mother's son; 110750,-359)

Once he was fair and once he was young

And some mother rocked him a little darlin to sleep

But they left him to die like a tramp on the street

If Jesus should come and knock on your door

Would you let Him come in and pick from your store

Would you turn Him away with nothing to eat

Would you leave Him to die like a tramp on the street

He was Mary's own darlin

He was God's chosen son

Once He was fair and once he was young

And Mary she rocked Him a little darlin to sleep

But they left him to die like a tramp on the street