In New York winter
there stood a tiny man
Ev'ry eve' at the corner of the street
who asked the passing-by
'bout some quarters for nite
Where the pauper gathered there
could stay
Thereby the world
will not change in our age
The relation between the people
will not improve
But a few men will be secure
from the frosty wind
And the snow they should receive
falls on the ground
You, man who hear these words now
Don't keep your ears shut but listen
Some people know now
where to spend the nite
They will be secure from the frosty wind
The winter's snow they should receive
falls on the ground
But the world will not be changed
The relation between the people
will not improve
And every day it will be the same
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