Streets Of London Lyrics - Ralph Mctell

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 

Yesterdays paper, telling yesterdays news 

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 lead you through the streets of London 

I'll show you something to make you change your mind 

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 you're lonely 

And 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 

And 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 

And each tea lasts an hour and he wanders home alone 

So how can you tell me that you're lonely 

And 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 

Have you seen the old man outside the seaman's mission 

Memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears 

And in the 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 that you're lonely 

And 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