beggar standin on the corner sing your song sing it for a dime give them all the pain you carried down the line music s flying past their ears rising like a burble those who herd will follow the out of tune ravings of the crippled crow movin down the ladder slow where your friends on knee will help you and the cup of tin you carry is just the ticket to get you in beggar standin on the corner dry your eyes your time is nigh the tears your tastin are only salty time your music s lasted through the years goin through your troubles for the herd to follow the out of tune ravings the crown of thorns you re wearin is just the ticket to get you in the out of tune ravings the out of tune ravings 