Its a cold night said the city bum   With a blanket on his shoulder   Sitting by the delaware   And the damp air gets colder   Morning is not even close   Thats when the church doors open   The night is long lonely night   But still he's not alone      When I was young look above   The heavens game me hope and spirit   Having lost my job and my true love   This bottle gives me spirit      Here this says the policeman   Kicking him from his warm grate   No bums here curse his soul   The cop was shot later that night on patrol   Morning comes   And the church was open   But it was full   There was no hoping   For some food or hot coffee   To greet this bitter day      In winter time   Spare some change the businessman   Spat and walked away   Later on in the businessmans day   His money was gone when his wallet misplaced   A cabbie passed mean and fast   Pushed a horn and gave a blast   Sprayed the bum with dirty slush   The bum was angry but he stayed hush   Two blocks later the cabbie rushed   The red light flashed   The city bus smashed the cab against the pole   The cab was gone and the cabbie was crushed   Day was fading and night came on   The shelters for nowhere is home   The bum cries lonesome tears   Tasted stale and bitter like beer      When he reached his cache   His blankets were gone   Stolen away   The bum cried more tears   The night grew old   He shivered still   Drew one more breath   I heard him moan   He passed that night at five am   The night was four below zero   The coldest night of the season   Without reason his blankets were stolen   A gypsy girl of fourteen sensed a strange eruption   In a crystal ball as clear as day   She watched a thief walk away   With two warm blankets underneath the bridge   He fell asleep the last deed he did   The thief in a rest rolled off a ledge   And drowned in a frozen cold      The gypsy girl she looked again   Into her crystal ball   She seen the bum take one last breath   He died and let his hair fall   Knowing the truth all powerful   Yet unsuspecting man   That same man   Thiefed upon, robbed upon, spat upon   Gone for all eternity   The gypsy girl curses society   The poor old bum   A burden and a bother   Was my only father