Bag lady

Flea bitten bag lady
Once you looked fine
You had a family you loved
Just like mine
Second hand clothing
And knots in your hair
Tonight you might die
But would anyone care
Sweet little lady you soul is worth gold
Don't believe all the lies you've been told
I've got a friend a friend indeed
Who comes to the rescue of damsels in need
Friend and Father repair their souls
Make them feel wanted
Make them feel whole
Friend and Father repair their souls
Make them feel wanted
Make them feel whole
Young daddy's daughter with child on the way
Made a mistake but that's okay
Life is the most precious gift of them all
Just cry on my shoulder and I'll give a call