The Broken Ones

Maggie came home one day with a Raggedy Ann She said "Mama, look what i found in the neighbors garbage can" It had a missing left arm, and a right button eye Hanging by a thread She carried it gently up to her room And laid it on her bed, with her other dolls She loves the broken ones The ones that need a little patching up She sees the diamond in the rough And make it shine like new It really doesn't take that much A willing heart and a tender touch If everybody loved like she does There'd be a lot less broken ones Twenty years later in a shelter on 18th avenue A seventeen year old girl shows up all black and blue Needle tracks in her left arm Almost too weak to stand She says "I'm lost and I need help" As Maggie takes her hand and says "come on in" She loves the broken ones The ones that need a little patching up She sees the diamond in the rough And makes it shine like new It really doesn't take that much A willing heart and a tender touch If everybody loved like she does There'd be a lot less broken ones If you call her an Angel She'll be quick to say to you She's just doing what the one who died for her would do Love the broken ones The ones that need a little patching up See the diamond in the rough And make it shine like new It really doesn't take that much A willing heart and a tender touch If everybody loved like he does There'd be a lot less broken ones If everybody loved like he does There'd be a lot less broken ones