On the corner by the Christmas tree
He strums his guitar silently
A worn-out coat a tired face
But in his music there's a trace of grace.
The homeless guitar man playin in the snow
His songs tell stories no one seems to know
Strummin his heart with a tremblin hand
The song of a homeless guitar man.
His voice is soft his eyes are bright
He sings of peace on Christmas night
People pass but don't slow down
Still his melody fills the town.
The homeless guitar man playin in the snow
His songs tell stories no one seems to know
Strummin his heart with a tremblin hand
The song of a homeless guitar man.
If we would stop and lend an ear
We'd hear the hope we'd feel the cheer
His music shines though life's been tough
A Christmas gift pure and rough.
The homeless guitar man playin in the snow
His songs tell stories no one seems to know
Strummin his heart with a tremblin hand
The song of a homeless guitar man.
So this Christmas take a stand
And listen to the homeless guitar man.