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Letra The Tramp On The Street de Hank Thompson original



THE TRAMP ON THE STREET
(Hazel Cole - Grady Cole)
« © '57 copyright control »
Hank Williams - THE TRAMP ON THE STREET Lyrics
Only a tramp was Lazarus sad fate
He who lay down at the rich man's gate
He begged for some crumbs from the rich man to eat
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.
He was some mother's darlin', he was some mother's son
Once he was fair and once he was young
Some mother once rocked him, her darlin' to sleep
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.
Jesus, He died on Calvary's tree
Shed His life's blood for you and for me
They pierced His side, His hands and His feet
And they left 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
Mary, she rocked Him, her darlin' to sleep
But they left Him to die like a tramp on the street.
If Jesus should come and knock on your door
For a place to come in, or bread from your store
Would you welcome Him in, or turn Him away
Then the God's would deny you on the Great Judgement Day.
Only a tramp was Lazarus sad fate
He who lay down at the rich man's gate
He begged for some crumbs from the rich man to eat
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.
He was some mother's darlin', he was some mother's son
Once he was fair and once he was young
Some mother once rocked him, her darlin' to sleep
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.
Jesus, He died on Calvary's tree
Shed His life's blood for you and for me
They pierced His side, His hands and His feet
And they left 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
Mary, she rocked Him, her darlin' to sleep
But they left Him to die like a tramp on the street.
If Jesus should come and knock on your door
For a place to come in, or bread from your store
Would you welcome Him in, or turn Him away
Then the God's would deny you on the Great Judgement Day.
Only a tramp was Lazarus sad fate
He who lay down at the rich man's gate
He begged for some crumbs from the rich man to eat
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.
He was some mother's darlin', he was some mother's son
Once he was fair and once he was young
Some mother once rocked him, her darlin' to sleep
But they left him to die like a tramp on the street.
Jesus, He died on Calvary's tree
Shed His life's blood for you and for me
They pierced His side, His hands and His feet
And they left 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
Mary, she rocked Him, her darlin' to sleep
But they left Him to die like a tramp on the street.
If Jesus should come and knock on your door
For a place to come in, or bread from your store
Would you welcome Him in, or turn Him away
Then the God's would deny you on the Great Judgement Day.

Letra The Tramp On The Street de Hank Thompson en español (traducción)



EL VAGABUNDO EN LA CALLE
(Hazel Cole - Grady Cole)
control de los derechos de autor '57
Hank Williams - EL VAGABUNDO EN LA CALLE Letras
Sólo un vagabundo estaba Lázaro triste destino
El que se acostó a la puerta del hombre rico
Rogó para algunas migajas del rico para comer
Pero lo dejaron morir como un vagabundo en la calle.
Fue cariño de una madre ', que era hijo de una madre
Una vez que él era justo y una vez que él era joven
Algunos madre una vez sacudió a él, su querida para dormir
Pero lo dejaron morir como un vagabundo en la calle.
Jesús, Él murió en la cruz
Derramar la sangre de su vida por ti y por mí
Se le abrió el costado, las manos y los pies
Y lo dejaron morir como un vagabundo en la calle.
Era propio querida de María ', fue elegido Hijo de Dios
Una vez que él era justo y una vez Era joven
María, ella lo sacudió, su querida para dormir
Pero lo dejaron morir como un vagabundo en la calle.
Si Jesús viniera a llamar a su puerta
Un lugar para entrar, o el pan de su tienda
¿Le da la bienvenida en, o Apártase
Luego del Dios que negaría en el gran día del juicio.
Sólo un vagabundo era Laza





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