On a corner by the station a man is talking right out loud trying to make a pitch, he is trying to pull a crowd But people hurry past him they will not give him time he is holding up a diamond and the price is just one dime He isn't selling Jesus, he isn't selling coke board-boys are muttering is this some kind joke? all these travellers, all this passing time he is holding out the diamond and the price is still one dime WELL HE'S A CROOK OR HE'S CRAZY SO THE STORY GOES BUT THE DIAMOND IS REAL AND ONLY ONE MAN KNOWS AND IF I SAY I LOVE YOU DO YOU WANT TO BUY A DIAMOND FOR A DIME? So night falls on the station and on your heart's desire a diamond in the darkness, a messenger of fire Do not throw that stone away, you better understand it's my whole life you're holding in the palm of your hand Love might be a miner digging in the dark love might be a hustler hunting for a mark love might be a singer looking for a rhyme love might be priceless but the price is still one dime
