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 by 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 doesn't shine
Oh 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 keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags
In the allnight café at a quarter past 11
Same old man sitting there on his own
Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup
Each tea lasts an hour then he wanders home alone
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 little pity
For a long forgotten hero in a world that doesn't care
Oh how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun doesn't shine
Oh 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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