Room For The Poor

G C One cold autumn morning the leaves had turned brown G D A hobo came tramping through a small western town G C He walked through the church yard to the preacher's back door G D G Where he knew there was refuge and room for the poor G C Is there room for the poor across the divide G D Where bums don't go hungry and freezing outside G C Or will they be driven from the Savior's back door G D G Oh say up in heaven is there room for the poor G C He knocked and then waited for the preacher to come G D With just a kind word for a broken down bum G C The preacher arrived and looked out in dismay G D G With a few angry words he, he drove him away G C Is there room for the poor across the divide G D Where bums don't go hungry and freezing outside G C Or will they be driven from the Savior's back door G D G Oh say up in heaven is there room for the poor G C Oh if you won't offer me something to eat G D May I sit here a moment and rest my poor feet G C I've traveled so far now I’m weary and sore G D G Oh say up in heaven is there room for the poor G C Is there room for the poor across the divide G D Where bums don't go hungry and freezing outside G C Or will they be driven from the Savior's back door G D G Oh say up in heaven is there room for the poor G C Is there room for the poor across the divide G D Where bums don't go hungry and freezing outside G C Or will they be driven from the Savior's back door G D G Oh say up in heaven is there room for the poor