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"Rudy" written by Danny Dolinger (I know it as covered by The Be Good Tanyas)

Rudy lives on the borderline
Between civilization and basic survival
The summertime treats him fairly well
But the wintertime is a bitter cold rival

It's wintertime now in Georgetown
And the streets come alive with the Christmas lights
And Rudy sleeps on the warm air grate
With a newspaper blanket on December nights.

Deck the halls,
Rudolph the red-nosed wino knows it's Christmas time
Jingle bells and Christmas shoppers dashing through the snow
God rest ye merry gentleman
Who have found it in your hearts to flip Rudy a fin
And I'll be home for Christmas
But this man has no place to go.

Christmas has little meaning at all
For these people of greed and incredible waste
Who seek the deeper meaning in a shopping mall
With a yuletide spirit of impatience and haste

Rudy is a patient man
Who tries to see the beauty in everything
He's not a very demanding soul
Whose only wish is to live until the spring

Nobody knows the reasons why
Things turn out like the way they do
And there ain't no one to tell you the reasons why
There's fortunate folks like me and you

Rudy must have people somewhere
Who wonder what became of a man
And Rudy must wonder the same damn thing
As the crowd passes by and he sticks out his hand.

Deck the halls,
Rudolph the red-nosed wino knows it's Christmas time
Jingle bells and Christmas shoppers dashing through the snow
God rest ye merry gentleman
Who have found it in your hearts to flip Rudy a fin
And I'll be home for Christmas
But this man has no place to go.

Rudy died on the borderline
Of a civilized world on Christmas Eve
You know the shoppers shopped and the temperatures dropped
On a man whose absence won't be greived

Peace on the soul of the cop who found him
In a booth with his hand froze to a telephone
Y'know, I think I know who he had on the line
And Rudy won't spend this Christmas alone.

Deck the halls,
Rudolph the red-nosed wino knows it's Christmas time
Jingle bells and Christmas shoppers dashing through the snow
God rest ye merry gentleman
Who have found it in your hearts to flip Rudy a fin
And I'll be home for Christmas
But this year Rudy gets to go
And I'll be home for Christmas
But this year Rudy gets to go