Letras
Today she was sitting on the street
Sorrow in her eyes, a tin can at her feet
Holes in her stockings and holes in her shoes
She's an old beggar woman, no stranger to bad news
So I reached in my pocket to give a bill or two
In my heart I was trying to see what I could do
She thanked me for the money, I turned to walk away
But I waited for a moment as she began to say
God loves the widow, the orphan and the blind
The old and the needy, who haven't got a dime
God loves the sickly, in his eyes we're all the same
God, he loves you too, in the sunshine and the rain
Don't know where she came from, don't know her at all
But the wrinkles on her face, they kinda tell it all
So reach in your pocket and give a bill or two
And you can thank God in heaven that the beggar isn't you
God loves the widow, the orphan and the blind
The old and the needy, who haven't got a dime
God loves the sickly, in his eyes we're all the same
God, he loves you too, in the sunshine and the rain
God loves the widow, the orphan and the blind
The old and the needy, who haven't got a dime
God loves the sickly, in his eyes we're all the same
God, he loves you too, in the sunshine and the rain
God, he loves you too
If you just call upon his name