STREETS OF LONDON

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 and hung loosely by his side
Yesterday’s papers telling yesterday’s news.

So how can you tell me you’re lonely, and you 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. 

So how can you tell me you’re lonely, and you 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 in the all night cafe at a quarter passed 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 you 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 man outside the seamen’s mission,
Memory fading with metal ribbons that he wears? 
And in our winter city the rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero in a world that doesn’t care.

So how can you tell me you’re lonely, and you 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.

1969 – Ralph McTell – Performed by Jon Gailmor – Album: Passing Through