Orphan Child - Bill Miller

A orphan child is always looking for a home

A restless spirit with a burning desire to roam

Nobody can hold her too long, she’s afraid she just might stay

When the nightbird starts a singing his song, like a gypsy she’s on her way

Even the wind or the rain can’t keep her from running away

On down that street through a long alley way

And the tears won’t come

Cause there way inside

Somebody say a prayer

For the orphan child

Just nineteen but she looks much older than that

Pulling tricks down the avanue and shes working the streets at night like a cat

And the men she meets, their all the same

They don’t even want to know her real name

When the morning sun is on the rise

She will sigh and call it a night

Just another fatherless one

And it nobody turns her around

She live and die in the streets of this town

And her tears won’t come

Cause there way inside

Somebody say a prayer

For that orphan child

A orphan child is always looking for a home

She’s looking for a home

Somebody help that girl

Somebody say a prayer

She just looking for a home

Just looking for a home…