Have you seen the old man 
In the closed-down market 
Kicking up the paper, 
with his worn out shoes? 
In his eyes you see no pride 
And held loosely at his side 
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news 

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. 

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven, 
Same old man is sitting there on his own 
Looking at the world 
Over the rim of his tea-cup, 
Each tea last an hour 
Then he wanders home alone 

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 walk 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 seaman's mission 
Memory fading with 
The medal ribbons that he wears. 
In our winter city, 
The rain cries a little pity 
For one more forgotten hero 
And a world that doesn't care 

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 walk you through the streets of London 
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

Let me take you by the hand and walk you through the streets of London 
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

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