Verse1:
Dmaj7 F#m7
On the African plains,
Dmaj7
F# young mother weeps, for her hungry child
F#m7
She prays he’ll survive, with tear-filled eyes
Dmaj7
She looks up to heaven, and calls your name
She pours out her pain
E B/D# Dmaj7
You know her name, and you hear her cries
Chorus:
A E/G#
Friend of the poor, help me through the night
Bm7 Dmaj7
Help me in the fight, come to my rescue
A E/G#
Friend of the poor, take this skin and bones
Bm7 Dmaj7
Make this heart a home, come to my rescue
F#m7 E Dmaj7 F#m7 E Dmaj7
Verse2:
F#m
On the streets of L.A.
Dmaj7
An old man lies in his cardboard home
F#m
He feels so alone, with tear-stained eyes
Dmaj7
He looks up to heaven, and prays a prayer:
“Is there anyone there?”
E B/D# Dmaj7
You know his name and you hear his cries,
Chorus.
Bridge:
C#m
It’s getting dark, it’s getting late
Dmaj7 F#m7 Bm7
It’s cold outside the rich mans gate
A
And I’m wondering,
C#sus4 C#
Do you have any friends around here?
Chorus.