Ralph McTell The Streets Of London Lyrics

Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the papers,
with his worn-out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
And held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news

So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the
streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

And have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking, She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags

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And in the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
And each tea last an hour
And he wanders home alone

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And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
And in our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care

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