Little Man

I spend my days breaking my back while you count my might

My family is starving at home while you slumber each night

Come down from your perch, you’re a little man aren’t you?

Come down where we stand, you’re a little man aren’t you?

You can stand on my shoulders, try all you want to be tall

You can cut me to size, but you’d still have to climb sycamores

Come down from your perch, you’re a little man aren’t you?

Come down where we stand, you’re a little man aren’t you?

How could he choose you?

Knowing all the you do?

How could he want to

Be a guest in your house?

Zacchaeus, you’re a little man aren’t you?

Oh Jesus, you’re a little man aren’t you?