Joni

No money for food

and nowhere to go.

Wash this all away

and sing to me today.

Empty living room floor-

barefeet on bare wooden planks.

Ain't got no place to be,

so why don't you sing to me?

Take your voice and lift me up,

a merry cloud in a cloudless sky.

Only your words can set me free.

Why won't you sing for me?

When all else fails

and the world is old,

tired faces and tired hands,

take me in your arms

and sing to me.

Ain't no place I'd rather be.