Poor Lost Souls
In the city of L.A.
If you're ever out that way
From Hollywood and Vine
You can see the Hollywood sign
Look down and see the stars
Look up and see the gold
Look around and see these poor lost souls
She's just a lump of coal
But she could have been a diamond
He's just a lump of coal
But he should have been a diamond
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
Well, there's mercy in a hand
They say, "God bless you, sir and ma'am"
And those that pay no mind
They go home and draw the blinds
And the mercy that they lack
With their hands tied 'round their backs
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
She's just a lump of coal
But she could have been a diamond
He's just a lump of coal
But he should have been a diamond
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
These poor lost souls, no one out here who loves them
They have no place to go
No one out here who needs them
Just trash down on the sidewalk
Just rags down in a hold
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
She's just a lump of coal
But she could have been a diamond
He's just a lump of coal
But he should have been a diamond
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
If you're ever out that way
From Hollywood and Vine
You can see the Hollywood sign
Look down and see the stars
Look up and see the gold
Look around and see these poor lost souls
She's just a lump of coal
But she could have been a diamond
He's just a lump of coal
But he should have been a diamond
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
Well, there's mercy in a hand
They say, "God bless you, sir and ma'am"
And those that pay no mind
They go home and draw the blinds
And the mercy that they lack
With their hands tied 'round their backs
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
She's just a lump of coal
But she could have been a diamond
He's just a lump of coal
But he should have been a diamond
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
These poor lost souls, no one out here who loves them
They have no place to go
No one out here who needs them
Just trash down on the sidewalk
Just rags down in a hold
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
She's just a lump of coal
But she could have been a diamond
He's just a lump of coal
But he should have been a diamond
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
Oh Lord, bless these poor lost souls
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Writer(s): Andrew Bird, James Mathus
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