I saw a beggar leaning on his
wooden crutch
He said to me, "You not ask for so
much"
And a pretty woman leaning in
her darkened door
She cried to me, "Hey, why not
ask for more?"
I saw a beggar leaning on his
wooden crutch
He said to me, "You not ask for so
much"
And a pretty woman leaning in
her darkened door
She cried to me, "Hey, why not
ask for more?"
