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GOne cold autumn morning the leaves had turned brCown A hobo came traGmping through a small western tDown He walked through the Gchurch yard to the preacher?s back dCoor Where he knew there was reGfugeD and room for the pGoor
Chorus: (Chorus and verses follow same chord pattern as above) Is there room for the poor across the divide Where bums don?t go hungry and freezing outside Or will they be driven from the Savior?s back door Oh say up in heaven is there room for the poor He knocked and then waited for the preacher to come With just a kind word for a broken down bum The preacher arrived and looked out in dismay With a few angry words he?d drive him away Chorus Oh if you won?t offer me something to eat May I sit here a moment and rest my poor feet I?ve traveled so far now I?m weary and sore Oh say up in heaven is there room for the poor Chorus (x2)