meet john doe

I'm reaching out to shake your hand,
And in this way please understand,
Life is tough, won't you drop some in my cup,
That seems to make me feel you care

I'm on the job most every day,
On the corner panhandling
Guitar grove a grinding beat, to the rhythm of the street,
That really seem to take me there, to dare, to care, see here

Meet John Doe, I'm sure you know,
The man in the bad Fedora.....

Now maybe many years from now,
We might be looking back at how,
could we ever been that way, to turn our heads to those in need
It'd make it hard to face the mirror, see here, my dear

Meet John Doe, I'm sure you now him,
Good ole Johnny Doe,
Meet John Doe, There he goes,
Come home Johnny Doe

Words and Music by Erik Alexander and Jimmy Lonesome