Come the daybreak just another day
In the life of the beggar man
Trying hard to get out of it
Get about a bit. See that great
Big world he´s read about

But never seen

When the times comes
The times for moving on
In the mind of a beggar man
All the places he´s got to go
Why he doesn´t know
They just come to mind, one by one
Like the bullets from a magazine
He walks away
To dream about the day
When he could say
Goodbye and close the door
On Yesterday
A beggar man no more

When the night ends another day
In the life of the beggar man

He tried hard to get out of it
Get about a bit
See that great big world he read about
In the pages of the maga]ine
That keeps him warm
Through the hours when he sleeps
To dream about the day
When he could say
Goodbye and close the door
On Yesterday

A beggar man no more