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