My Home Is In The Street

No sir, I'm not homeless, my home is in the street
 I'm not some lonely person down there begging round your feet
 Somehow we stay warm and cozy huddled in the wind
 No sir, I'm not homeless, we just need a house to put it in
 You see daddy lost his good job last November
 And we were way behind on rent by then
 Mom and dad said, "Baby, always hold your head up high
 Yeah, and always keep your backside to the wind"
 No sir, I'm not homeless, my home is in the street
 I'm not some lonely person down there begging round your feet
 Somehow we stay warm and cozy huddled in the wind
 No sir, I'm not homeless, we just need a house to put it in
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 At first they looked just like another family down on their luck
 Searching for shelter in a storm
 But it was then I noticed something different
 I think more in attitude than in appearance
 And though it was rather cold that morning
 As I stepped closer to their circle it seemed to radiate warmth
 And in this little girls eyes were a light
 And as I asked her about being homeless
 She proudly raised her head and said it right
 No sir, I'm not homeless, my home is in the street
 We're not some lonely people down here begging round your feet
 Somehow we stay warm and cozy huddled in the wind
 No sir, I'm not homeless, we just need a house to put it in