Streets Of London(Live At The Royal Festival Hall, London/1977)
Picking up the papers with his worn out shoes
- Picking up the papers with his worn out shoes
- In his eyes you see no pride
- And hanging loosely at his side
- Yesterdays paper telling yesterdays news
- How 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
- 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 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
- And 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 teacup
- And each tea lasts an hour and he wanders home alone
- So how can you tell me that 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
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