From Riches To Rags
Why is he roaming the streets begging bread?
He used to have a good head. What did he do
Wrong he used to be healthy, wealthy, and strong,
All the girls were running him down, now he is
begging for money all over town.
He never helped a soul when his pocket was full
Of gold, he even turned his back on his family
Treating them like an enemy. Now he is depending
On them for help, before he did not care how they felt.
I hope he gets back on his feet, leave the life on the
Streets.
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