God Help The Outcasts

I don't know if you can hear me
Or if you are even there
I don't know if you will listen
To a Gypsy's prayer
Yes I know am just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you
Still I see your face and I wonder
Were you once an outcast too

God help the outcast, hungry from birth
Show them the mercy
They don't find on earth
God help my people
We look to you still
God help the outcast
Or nobody will

(Townspeople)
I ask for wealth
I ask for fame
I ask for glory to shine on my name
I ask for love I can't possess
I ask for God and his angels to bless me

I ask for nothing
I can get by
But I know so many
Less lucky than I
Pls help my people
The poor and downtrodden
I thought we all are
Children of God
God help the outcasts
Children of God



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Menken, Stephen Schwartz
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