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  • He shares a room outside with a dozen other guys
    And the only roof he knows is that
    sometimes starry sky
    A tattered sleeping bag on a concrete slab is his bed
    And it's too cold to talk tonight
    So I just sit with him instead and think
    How did I find myself in a better place
    I can't look down on the frown on the other guy's face
    'Cause when I stoop down low, look him square in the eye
    I get a funny feeling, I just might be dealing
    with the face of Christ
    After sixteen years in a cold, gray prison yard
    Somehow his heart is soft, but keeping simple
    faith is hard
    He lays his Bible open on the table next to me
    And as I heart his humble prayer I feel his longing to be free someday
    repeat chorus
    See you had no choice which day you would be born
    Or the color of your skin,
    or what planet you'd be on
    Would your mind be strong, would your eyes be blue or brown
    Whether daddy would be rich, or if momma stuck around at all
    So if you find yourself in a better place
    You can't look down on the frown on the other guy's face
    You gotta stoop down low, look him square in the eye
    And get a funny feeling, 'cause you might be dealing...
    repeat chorus
  • He shares a room outside with a dozen other guys
    And the only roof he knows is that
    sometimes starry sky
    A tattered sleeping bag on a concrete slab is his bed
    And it's too cold to talk tonight
    So I just sit with him instead and think
    How did I find myself in a better place
    I can't look down on the frown on the other guy's face
    'Cause when I stoop down low, look him square in the eye
    I get a funny feeling, I just might be dealing
    with the face of Christ
    After sixteen years in a cold, gray prison yard
    Somehow his heart is soft, but keeping simple
    faith is hard
    He lays his Bible open on the table next to me
    And as I heart his humble prayer I feel his longing to be free someday
    repeat chorus
    See you had no choice which day you would be born
    Or the color of your skin,
    or what planet you'd be on
    Would your mind be strong, would your eyes be blue or brown
    Whether daddy would be rich, or if momma stuck around at all
    So if you find yourself in a better place
    You can't look down on the frown on the other guy's face
    You gotta stoop down low, look him square in the eye
    And get a funny feeling, 'cause you might be dealing...
    repeat chorus