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Streets Of London Lyrics - Artist : Punch Brothers
Have you seen the old man in the closed down market
Picking 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 dear 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 that you're mourning 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 In the all night café at a quarter past eleven It's the same old man he sitting there on his own Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup And each tea lasts an hour, till he wanders home alone So how can you tell me that you're mourning 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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