Standard (EADGBE)

Verse1

On the African plains,

 A young mother weeps, for her hungry child

 She prays he’ll survive, with tear-filled eyes

 She looks up to heaven, and calls your name

She pours out her pain

You know her name, and you hear her cries

Chorus

 Friend of the poor, help me through the night

 Help me in the fight, come to my rescue

 Friend of the poor, take this skin and bones

 Make this heart a home, come to my rescue

Verse2

 On the streets of L.A.

 An old man lies in his cardboard home

 He feels so alone, with tear-stained eyes

 He looks up to heaven, and prays a prayer:

“Is there anyone there?”

You know his name and you hear his cries,

Chorus.

Bridge

It’s getting dark, it’s getting late

 It’s cold outside the rich mans gate

 And I’m wondering,

Do you have any friends around here?

Chorus.