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It’s a long distance phone
And I feel so alone
Here without him
Its a crime and a shame
That I ain’t got the change
And don’t you know that
I’m worried about him
I’ve been all over street
Every street, up and down
Looking for the man
It’s just a face in the crowd
Where the traffic roars loud
But don’t you know he’d be
Proud to give a helping hand
Mister, can you
Fnd it in your heart
To lend me a dollar
For the times have been slow
I’m fresh outta dough
And I ain’t got the
Money to call him
I threw my pride out the door
Cause I’ve been turned down before
But I’ll keep trying
This kind of pain is
Kind of hard to explain
But the feeling’s the same
As like dying
Mister, can you
Find it in your heart
To lend me a dollar
For the times have been slow
I’m fresh outta dough
And I ain’t got the
Money to call him
You put the change in my hand
You’re the world’s kindest man
And I thank you, Sir
You’ll never know what you’ve done
For this poor mother’s son
A thirsty man just got a
Cold cup of water
Mister, can you
Find it in your heart
To lend me a dollar
For the times have been slow
I’m fresh outta dough
And I ain’t got the
Money to call him
Mister, can you
Find it in your heart
To lend me a dollar
For the times have been slow
I’m fresh outta dough
And I ain’t got the
Money to call him
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