Nickels And Dimes, Marbels And

I met a man
Who lived under a bridge
He was halfway through
A pint of gin

He was three quarters through a slice of bread
He was only skin and bones
Right next to dead

And the only the things the young man owned
Were nickels and dimes, marbles and stones
Just some nickels and dimes, marbles and stones

I had to ask him
What made him stay
And he answered me
I ran away
So I asked him
Why did you run?
He hung his head and answered me
I felt unloved

And the only the things the young man owned
Were nickels and dimes, marbles and stones
Just some nickels and dimes, marbles and stones

And the only the things the young man owned
Were nickels and dimes, marbles and stones
Just some nickels and dimes, marbles and stones

Suddenly a scene appeared before my eyes
Shining bright and clear it hypnotized
I saw myself in need of help to save my life
Because before I cried to Christ that too was I

And the only the things the young man owned
Were nickels and dimes, marbles and stones
Just some nickels and dimes, marbles and stones

And the only the things the young man owned
Were nickels and dimes, marbles and stones
Just some nickels and dimes, marbles and stones