 Streets of London 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
Hand held loosely at his side
Yesterday's papers
telling yesterday's news
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
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
In the all night café
at a quarter past eleven
Same old man
sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
over the rim
of his teacup
Each tea lasts an hour,
and he wanders home alone
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
Have you seen the old man
outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
the metal ribbons that he wears?
In our winter city,
the rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
and a world that doesn't care
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
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
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