Park Bench People

I see an old man (Cm9)sitting on a park bench.

(Dm)Looking in the skies when (Cm9)he can see the mouth stench

(Dm)of the range of the (Cm9)people walking and talking nonsense.

In the park,

I see a man sitting there

(Dm)with a newspaper under his (Cm9)head and hair.

I think (Dm)he would be down for me to (Cm9)tell him that he'd been waiting 'round here (Dm)for all

of his (Cm9)life.

And (Dm)it took time for the soul to come.

When it came, I saw the same old scene (Cm9)over and over again,

my friend.

(Dm)People talking and squawking in the (Cm9)park.

And sitting on a (Dm)bench, thinking 'bout things,

I think of all the people of the park,

sleeping in the street, living from their (Cm9)hearts.

Sleeping in the (Dm)street, living's kinda (Cm9)hard.

Sleeping in the (Dm)street, people fall (Cm9)apart.

There's a park bench that's painted black and white.

(Dm)And when you sleep there,

(Cm9)you don't (Dm)get wet when you wake up because the trees are withered and so you (Cm9)dry in the sunlight.

(Dm)You sit there and you prepare to make a move and so you (Cm9)go through each and ev'ry can.

(Dm)Looking inside, to (Cm9)see something that you didn't (Dm)see last night.

(Cm9)Want to get something to eat and (Dm)you go down the street.

You see some friends of yours and (Cm9)then they all speak.

(Dm)All they want to do is play you like you are a fool,

but (Cm9)I know better.

(Dm)You're safe from school through this,

stay cool, mark you are rescued and (Cm9)I know better.

I know better, I maintain black.

(Dm)We'll overcome in the sun.

On the bench in the park where you lay when it's dark and it's wet 'cause it's (Cm9)raining on you.

You have (Dm)newspapers and you'd like to go home.

But you can't 'cause you just got put out on your own.

(Cm9)Sleeping in the street, (Dm)living from the heart

(Cm9)Sleeping in the street, (Dm)people fall apart.

(Cm9)I'll never see you go (Dm)down.

My people (Cm9)can't go down, oh no.