The Streets of London

Sung, according to Alan Rafferty, by Ralph McTell

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
Hands held loosely by his side;
Yesterdays' papers telling yesterday's news.

Oh How can you tell me you're lonely
And that for you the sun doesn'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 keeps right on walking,
Carrying her home in two carrier bags

Oh How can you tell me you're lonely
And that for you the sun doesn'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,
Then he wanders home alone.

Oh How can you tell me you're lonely
And that for you the sun doesn'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 shows little pity

For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care.

Oh How can you tell me you're lonely
And that for you the sun doesn'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.