Chris Janson - The Broken

There's a man on the street I see every mornin' He plays guitar and a harp, he's got a story He didn't get here from a bottle or a bad drug He lost his job and his wife in the same month And that girl behind the counter that's messing up your order She heard her husband was runnin' 'round on her Left her with the kids and the bills and the rent Now she's serving blue plates and workin' double shifts Yeah

Give a break, give a break to the broken Don't know where they've been, no way of knowin' How much they're hurtin' through the hell they're goin' So, give a break, give a break to the broken

There's a family on their knees down in Memphis Their girl's been in and out of hospital treatments They might be late for work or run a red light But to say the least, they've got somethin' else on their mind And there's a soldier, can't be older than twenty-three Trying to fit in again from the Middle East Nightmares come when he hits the sack He might be home but he ain't all the way back

Give a break, give a break to the broken Don't know where they've been, no way of knowin' How much they're hurtin' through the hell they're goin' So, give a break, give a break to the broken

If you ain't going through something now Then consider yourself blessed But on the day you do, you might I hope you prayed something like this I prayed something like this

Give a break, give a break to the broken Don't know where I've been know way of knowin' How much I'm hurtin' through the hell I'm goin' So, give a break, give a break to the broken

He knows your heart, He knows your fears, He knows your mind, He dries your tears He knows your weakness, knows your strengths Heals your guilt, feels your pain He loves you more than anything

He gives a break, gives a break to the broken He gives a break gives a break to the broken Give a break, gives a break to the broken So, give a break, gives a break to the broken