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Have[C] you seen the[G] old man in the[Am] closed down[E] market
[F]Kicking up the[C] paper with his[F] worn out[G]
shoes
[C]In his eyes you[G] see no pride
[Am]Hands held loosely[E] by his side,
[F]yesterday's[C] paper telling[G]
yesterday's[C] news
[F]How can you[E] tell me you're[C] lone[Am]ly
And[D] say, for you, that the sun don't[G] shine
[C]Let
me take you[G] by the hand
And[Am] lead you through the[E] streets of London
I'll[F] show you[C] something to[G] make
you change your[C] mind
Have you seen the old gal who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes
in rags
She's no time for talkin, she just keeps right on walkin
Carryin her home in two big shopping bags
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
Each tea lasts an hour and he goes home alone
Have you seen the old man outside the seaman's mission
Memory
fading like the ribbons that he wears
In our winter city, the rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero in
a world that doesn't care
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