Recorded by: hank williams, sr.   Writers: grady and hazel cole capo: 1st fret/key: eb/play: d      [d] only a tramp was lazarus sad [g] fate   He who lay do-[a7] wn at the rich man's [d] gate   He begged for the crumbs from the rich man to [g] eat   He was only a [d] tramp found [a7] dead on the [d] street. [d] he was some mother's darlin', he was some mother's [g] son   Once he was [a7] fair and once he was [d] young   And some mother rocked him, her darlin' to [g] sleep   But they left him to [d] die like a [a7] tramp on the [d] street. jesus, he died on calvary's tree   He shed his life's blood for you and for me   They pierced his side and then his feet   And they left him to die like a tramp on the street. he was mary's own darlin', he was god's chosen son   Once he was fair and once he was young   Mary, she rocked him, her darlin' to sleep   But they left him to die like a tramp on the street. if jesus should come and knock on your door   For a place to come in, or bread from your store   Would you welcome him in, or turn him away   Then the god's would deny you on the great judgement day.