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Streets of London
Punch Brothers
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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 hanging loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news
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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 moaning
When 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
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In the all-night cafe at a quarter past eleven
It's the same old man, he's sitting there on his own
Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup
And each tea lasts an hour 'til he wanders home alone
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So how can you tell me that you're moaning
When 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
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