bill miller
orphan child
A orphan child is always looking for a home A restless spirit with a burning desire to roam Nobody can hold her too long, she's afraid she just might stay When the nightbird starts a singing his song, like a gypsy she's on her way Even the wind or the rain can't keep her from running away On down that street through a long alley way And the tears won't come Cause there way inside Somebody say a prayer For the orphan child Just nineteen but she looks much older than that Pulling tricks down the avanue and shes working the streets at night like a cat And the men she meets, their all the same They don't even want to know her real name When the morning sun is on the rise She will sigh and call it a night Just another fatherless one And it nobody turns her around She live and die in the streets of this town And her tears won't come Cause there way inside Somebody say a prayer For that orphan child A orphan child is always looking for a home She's looking for a home. Somebody help that girl Somebody say a prayer She just looking for a home Just looking for a home...