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Treasure To Be Found
© 2003 John Hagius, All Rights Reserved
Though I'd seen him 'round the town,
He was obscure as abstract art.
With his dirty coat and tattered shoes,
And battered grocery cart.
He'd roam the streets and alley ways
From summer to the spring.
Gathering soda cans and bottles
For deposits that they'd bring.
I seldom gave a second glance
When we chanced to meet.
Guess I never tried to see inside
That old man on the street.
But as he'd pass me on his way
I'd hear his simple song
With its sing-song, child like melody
Only four lines long...
"You never know what you might find
Just laying on the ground.
But with time and pluck, and a little luck
There's treasure to be found."
And so the old man passed his days
Like a shadow, hardly there.
And in time he just got older
But nobody seemed to care...
His step grew ever slower,
As he made his way along,
But though his voice was growing weaker
There was power in his song...
"You never know what you might find
Just laying on the ground.
With time and pluck and a little luck
There's treasure to be found."
From the doorway of a bagel shop
One cold morning, coming out,
I saw his cart turned upside down
Cans and bottles scattered 'bout.
And lying in a ditch nearby
Was his old coat, worn and stained.
And I think I finally understood,
The words that old man sang...
(BRIDGE)
Guess I'll never know what happened.
But the lesson's there for me
There's a treasure in each human heart
If I take the time to see.
Now sometimes, late at night, I think
I hear that old man's sound,
And I know for me, his simple song,
Was a treasure that I found.
(END CHORUS)
'Cause you never know what you might find
Just laying on the ground.
But with time and heart, in some small part
There's treasure to be found.
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