Allan Taylor, Lutz Moeller, Lucile Chaubard, Hans-Joerg Maucksch - Plenty for the Few

I sleep in a storefront doorway You can see me everywhere As I hold my hand out for money No-body seems to care They don't want to know my story They've heard it all before I'm just another beggar on the street Who always asks for more Let me lie down in green pastures Let me gaze upon the stars Let me wake to the sound of birdsong And the playing of guitars Let me roll in the arms of someone Whose smile is the light of dawn And I will lay me down in peace at last To a new day being born My body's thin and dirty And I'm shaking from the cold There's no way out but further down And I'll die before I'm old Do not worry, keep on walking You can turn the other way I'm not in the mood for talking And I've nothing left to say Let me lie down in green pastures Let me gaze upon the stars Let me wake to the sound of birdsong And the playing of guitars Let me roll in the arms of someone Whose smile is the light of dawn And I will lay me down in peace at last To a new day being born In this brutal land of plenty It's only plenty for the few And my pocket's always empty And there's nothing I can do Nothing for the needy And only pity for the poor I'm still sleeping in a doorway And I can't take it anymore Let me lie down in green pastures Let me gaze upon the stars Let me wake to the sound of birdsong And the playing of guitars Let me roll in the arms of someone Whose smile is the light of dawn And I will lay me down in peace at last To a new day being born Lay me down in peace at last To a new day being born