Man on the Street

Well I'll sing you a song ain't very long About and old man who never done wrong. How he died no one can say They found him dead in the street one day. Well the crowd they gathered one fine morn At the man whose clothes and shoes were torn There on the sidewalk he did lay They stopped and stared and walked away. Well the policeman came and he looked around said "Get up old man or I'm talking you down." He jabbed him once with his bully club The old man then rolled off the curb. Well he jabbed him again and loudly said "Call the wagon this man is dead." The wagon came they loaded him in I never saw the man again. Now I've sung you my song it aint't very long About an old man who never done wrong. How he died no one can say They found him dead in the street one day.