Où va la chance

Show me a prison, show me a jail
Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale
And I’ll show you a young man with so many reasons why
And there but for fortune, may go you or I
Show me the alley, show me the train
Show me a hobo who sleeps out in the rain
And I’ll show you a young man with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, may go you or I
Show me the whiskey stains on the floor
Show me the drunken man as he stumbles out the door
And I’ll show you a young man with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, may go you or I
Show me the country where the bombs had to fall
Show me the ruins of the buildings once so tall
And I’ll show you a young land with so many reasons why
And There but for fortune, may go you or I -- or I