Oh i have been a beggar
   and shall be one again
   and few the ones with help to lend
   within the world of men.
   One day i walk in flowers
   one day i walk on stones
   today i walk in hours
   one day i shall be home
  
   I have sat on the street corner
   and watched the bootheels shine
   and cried out glad and cried out sad
   with every voice but mine.
   One day i walk in flowers
   one day i walk on stones
   today i walk in hours
   one day i shall be home
   one day i shall be home