"Oh You did not have a home There were places You visited frequently You took off Your shoes and scratched Your feet 'Cause you knew that the whole world belongs to the meek But You did not have a home No You did not have a home And You did not take a wife There were pretty maids all in a row Who lined up to touch the hem of Your robe But You had no place to take them so You did not take a wife No You did not take a wife Birds have nests foxes have dens But the hope of the whole world rests On the shoulders of a homeless man You had the shoulders of a homeless man No You did not have a home Well you had no stones to throw You came without an ax to grind You did not tow the party line No wonder sight came to the blind You had no stones to throw You had no stones to throw And You rode and ass' foal They spread their coats and cut down palms For You and Your donkey to walk upon But the world won't find what it thinks it wants On the back of an ass' foal So I guess You had to get sold 'Cause the world can't stand what it can't own And it can't own You 'Cause You did not have a home Birds have nests foxes have dens But the hope of the whole world rests On the shoulders of a homeless man You had the shoulders of a homeless man No You did not have a Birds have nests foxes have dens But the hope of the whole world rests On the shoulders of a homeless man You had the shoulders of a homeless man And the world can't stand what it can't own And it can't own You 'Cause You did not have a home"