Текст песни Chris Rice - The Face Of Christ
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He shares a room outside with a dozen other guysAnd the only roof he knows is that sometimes starry skyA tattered sleeping bag on a concrete slab is his bedAnd it`s too cold to talk tonightSo I just sit with him instead and think How did I find myself in a better placeI can`t look down on the frown on the other guy`s face`Cause when I stoop down low, look him square in the eyeI get a funny feeling, I just might be dealingwith the face of Christ After sixteen years in a cold, gray prison yardSomehow his heart is soft, but keeping simplefaith is hardHe lays his Bible open on the table next to meAnd as I heart his humble prayer I feel his longing to be free someday repeat chorus See you had no choice which day you would be bornOr the color of your skin,or what planet you`d be onWould your mind be strong, would your eyes be blue or brownWhether daddy would be rich, or if momma stuck around at all So if you find yourself in a better placeYou can`t look down on the frown on the other guy`s faceYou gotta stoop down low, look him square in the eyeAnd get a funny feeling, `cause you might be dealing... repeat chorus