I woke up one morning
In New York City
On 51st & Lexington
It’s not very pretty
As the people shuffled down
The cold windy street
I saw a man on the sidewalk
Looked like he’d been there a week
He was wrapped up in rags
I would have burned
And he held out a paper cup
But nobody turned
To read his dirty sign
“Have you got any change”
So I sat down beside him
And ask him his name
Before I knew what happened
Before I could think
He said “My name is Jesus
And I need a drink”
He said “My name is Jesus
Can you give me a drink?”

Where do you hide
When the east wind blows
When the summer brings fire
And the winter brings snow
And where is the rock
Where you hide your soul
Any old time
The east wind blows
Any old time
The east wind blows

I walked out of Safeway
There’s a man with a sign
It said “I’m not a bum
Just a little behind"
So I crossed the street
Just to give him some jack
“I’m on unemployment” he said
“On account of my back
And I’ve got a little boy
Bet you got one too
And, yeah, I suppose he’s annoyed
By what I have to do
His mother is dying, you know
Full of cancer and pain
And I’m really trying...
Standing here in the rain”
I asked him his name
And he didn’t blink
He said “My name is Jesus
Could you give me a drink”
He said “My name is Jesus
And I need a drink”

Where do you hide
When the east wind blows
When the summer brings fire
And the winter brings snow
And where is the rock
Where you hide your soul
Any old time
The east wind blows
Any old time
The east wind blows

Copyright 2006 Phillip E. Long