~~*Intro*~~
She had helped so many people
Who were worn and trodden down
For many years proprietress
Of the finest store in town
They all appeared, shed guilty tears
While standing at her grave
Oh they knew what she had given
Were contrite for what they gave
Oh…Oh…
Liable souls
~~*~~
She was crippled and old, on a bench outside the store
But her retention of the past contained no flaws
She sat there by the street, smiled at customers she’d meet
They all viewed her as a relic with a cause
Her weakness was the poor, the lost souls found at her door
She always welcomed them, and tended to their needs
Not a being inquired, why a lady aged and tired
Would just sit there, on a bench, so endlessly
If they would have asked, they’d have danced into her past
Could have shared in someone’s story, lonely tears
Yes, then they would have known, why she waited all alone
Could have grasped whose face was haunting her for years
~~~*Chorus*~~~
Thee indifferent do not care
We choose not to be aware
Of our neighbors sometimes vital needs
And I don’t believe we’re here
Not to listen or to care
With our time, display the greatest greed
But to reach out, heal the pain
So we all do not remain
Cold and heedless of the poor and old
Oh, and I will pray today
That our hearts will find a way
So we don’t become a liable soul
~~~*~~~
He was old, in the back, shedding tears on sculpted grass
Holding her faded picture to his chest
He heard them when they said,she spent years on that old bench
He'd been long absent, but he knew her best
She was eighteen and sweet, Lord he tried to be discreet
But he loved her, every body knew
They were both so young, and he was poor as they could come
He told her he’d be back in a year or two
But life it has a way, of making promises fade
He cursed himself, he didn't keep his word
While his life had gone on, He had married, had a son
The promise of his love remained with her
~~~*~~
She had helped so many people
Who were worn and trodden down
For many years proprietress
Of the finest store in town
He had appeared, shed guilty tears
While standing at her grave
Now he knew that she had waited
Deep remorse took him a slave
Oh…Oh…
Liable soul
~~*~~
~~~*Final Chorus*~~~
Thee indifferent do not care
We choose not to be aware
Of our neighbors sometimes vital needs
And I don’t believe we’re here
Not to listen or to care
With our time display the greatest greed
But to reach out, heal the pain
So we all do not remain
Cold and heedless of the poor and old
Oh, and I will pray today
That our hearts will find a way
So we don’t become a liable soul
~~~*~~~
Oh...Oh...
Liable Souls
~~~*~~~
She had helped so many people
Who were worn and trodden down
For many years proprietress
Of the finest store in town
They all appeared, shed guilty tears
While standing at her grave
Oh they knew what she had given
Were contrite for what they gave
Oh…Oh…
Liable souls
~~*~~
She was crippled and old, on a bench outside the store
But her retention of the past contained no flaws
She sat there by the street, smiled at customers she’d meet
They all viewed her as a relic with a cause
Her weakness was the poor, the lost souls found at her door
She always welcomed them, and tended to their needs
Not a being inquired, why a lady aged and tired
Would just sit there, on a bench, so endlessly
If they would have asked, they’d have danced into her past
Could have shared in someone’s story, lonely tears
Yes, then they would have known, why she waited all alone
Could have grasped whose face was haunting her for years
~~~*Chorus*~~~
Thee indifferent do not care
We choose not to be aware
Of our neighbors sometimes vital needs
And I don’t believe we’re here
Not to listen or to care
With our time, display the greatest greed
But to reach out, heal the pain
So we all do not remain
Cold and heedless of the poor and old
Oh, and I will pray today
That our hearts will find a way
So we don’t become a liable soul
~~~*~~~
He was old, in the back, shedding tears on sculpted grass
Holding her faded picture to his chest
He heard them when they said,she spent years on that old bench
He'd been long absent, but he knew her best
She was eighteen and sweet, Lord he tried to be discreet
But he loved her, every body knew
They were both so young, and he was poor as they could come
He told her he’d be back in a year or two
But life it has a way, of making promises fade
He cursed himself, he didn't keep his word
While his life had gone on, He had married, had a son
The promise of his love remained with her
~~~*~~
She had helped so many people
Who were worn and trodden down
For many years proprietress
Of the finest store in town
He had appeared, shed guilty tears
While standing at her grave
Now he knew that she had waited
Deep remorse took him a slave
Oh…Oh…
Liable soul
~~*~~
~~~*Final Chorus*~~~
Thee indifferent do not care
We choose not to be aware
Of our neighbors sometimes vital needs
And I don’t believe we’re here
Not to listen or to care
With our time display the greatest greed
But to reach out, heal the pain
So we all do not remain
Cold and heedless of the poor and old
Oh, and I will pray today
That our hearts will find a way
So we don’t become a liable soul
~~~*~~~
Oh...Oh...
Liable Souls
~~~*~~~
Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
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