It's a long distance phone
And I feel so alone here without him
It's a crime and a shame that I ain't got the change
And don't you know that I'm worried about him
I've been all over street every street, up and down
Looking for the man
It's just a face in the crowd where the traffic roars loud
But don't you know he'd be proud to give a helping hand
Mister, can you find it in your heart to lend me a dollar
For the times have been slow I'm fresh outta dough
And I ain't got the money to call him
I threw my pride out the door
'Cause I've been turned down before but I'll keep trying
This kind of pain is kind of hard to explain
But the feeling's the same as like dying
Mister, can you find it in your heart to lend me a dollar
For the times have been slow I'm fresh outta dough
And I ain't got the money to call him
You put the change in my hand
You're the world's kindest man and I thank you, sir
You'll never know what you've done for this poor mother's son
A thirsty man just got a cold cup of water
Mister, can you find it in your heart to lend me a dollar
For the times have been slow I'm fresh outta dough
And I ain't got the money to call him
Mister, can you find it in your heart to lend me a dollar
For the times have been slow I'm fresh outta dough
And I ain't got the money to call him