Mother, there’s a strange man
Waiting at the door
With a familiar sort of face
You feel you’ve seen before.
Says his name is Jesus
Can we spare a couple of bob
Says he’s been made redundant
And now can’t find a job.
Yes I think he is a foreigner
Egyptian or a Jew
Oh aye, and that reminds me
He’d like some water too.
Well shall I give him what he wants
Or send him on his way?
OK I’ll give him 5p
Say that’s all we’ve got today.
And I’ll forget about the water
I suppose it’s a bit unfair
But honest, he’s filthy dirty
All beard and straggly hair.
***
Mother, he asked about the water
I said the tank had burst
Anyway I gave him the coppers
That seemed to quench his thirst.
He said it was little things like that
That kept him on the rails
Then he gave me his autographed picture
And these three rusty nails.