Streets of London - The O'Neill Brothers Group
Have you seen the old man in the closed-down market
Place
Kicking up the papers with his worn-out shoes
In his eyes you'd see no pride hand held loosely by his side
Yesterday's papers telling yesterday's news
How can you tell me you're lonely
You say for you 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
How can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you the sun won'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 cafe at a quarter past eleven
Same old man sitting there on his own
Looking at the world over the rim of his tea-cup
Each tea lasts an hour then he wanders home alone
How can you tell me you're lonely
You say for you 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 like the medal they wears
In our winter city the rain cries little pity
One more forgotten hero and a world that doesn't care
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