Verse1:
Bmaj7 D#m7
On the African plains,
Bmaj7
D# young mother weeps, for her hungry child
D#m7
She prays he’ll survive, with tear-filled eyes
Bmaj7
She looks up to heaven, and calls your name
She pours out her pain
C# G#/C Bmaj7
You know her name, and you hear her cries
Chorus:
F# C#/F
Friend of the poor, help me through the night
G#m7 Bmaj7
Help me in the fight, come to my rescue
F# C#/F
Friend of the poor, take this skin and bones
G#m7 Bmaj7
Make this heart a home, come to my rescue
D#m7 C# Bmaj7 D#m7 C# Bmaj7
Verse2:
D#m
On the streets of L.A.
Bmaj7
An old man lies in his cardboard home
D#m
He feels so alone, with tear-stained eyes
Bmaj7
He looks up to heaven, and prays a prayer:
“Is there anyone there?”
C# G#/C Bmaj7
You know his name and you hear his cries,
Chorus.
Bridge:
A#m
It’s getting dark, it’s getting late
Bmaj7 D#m7 G#m7
It’s cold outside the rich mans gate
F#
And I’m wondering,
A#sus4 A#
Do you have any friends around here?
Chorus.