The Homeless Guitar Man (Radio Edit)

On the corner by the Christmas tree He strums his guitar silently A worn-out coat a tired face But in his music there's a trace of grace. The homeless guitar man playin in the snow His songs tell stories no one seems to know Strummin his heart with a tremblin hand The song of a homeless guitar man. His voice is soft his eyes are bright He sings of peace on Christmas night People pass but don't slow down Still his melody fills the town. The homeless guitar man playin in the snow His songs tell stories no one seems to know Strummin his heart with a tremblin hand The song of a homeless guitar man. If we would stop and lend an ear We'd hear the hope we'd feel the cheer His music shines though life's been tough A Christmas gift pure and rough. The homeless guitar man playin in the snow His songs tell stories no one seems to know Strummin his heart with a tremblin hand The song of a homeless guitar man. So this Christmas take a stand And listen to the homeless guitar man.