Have you seen the old man
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In the closed-down market
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Kicking up the paper,
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with his worn out shoes?
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In his eyes you see no pride
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Hand held loosely at his side
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Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news
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Have you seen the old girl
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Who walks the streets of London
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Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
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She's no time for talking,
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She just keeps right on walking
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Carrying her home in two carrier bags.
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In the all night cafe
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At a quarter past eleven,
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Same old man is sitting there on his own
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Looking at the world
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Over the rim of his tea-cup,
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Each tea lasts an hour
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Then he wanders home alone
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So how can you tell me you're lonely,
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And say for you that the sun don't shine?
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Let me take you by the hand and walk you through
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the streets of London
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I'll show you something to make you change your mind
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Have you seen the old man
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Outside the Seaman's Mission
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Memory fading with the medals that he wears
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In our winter city,
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The rain cries a little pity
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For one more forgotten hero
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And a world that doesn't care
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Streets Of London
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| Blackmore's Night |
