Ralph McTell - Streets of London

Have you seen the old man
in the closed down market,
Kicking up the paper
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride,
hand held loosely on 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.

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?
Don't 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 medal 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 mind.
8.8.10 21:47
 


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