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Imorgon kära SPEU försvinner hon under våra fötter :'(
Ralph McTell
Have you seen the old manIn the closed-down marketKicking up the paperwith his worn out shoesIn his eyes you see no prideAnd held loosely at his sideYesterday's paper telling yesterday's news.So how can you tell me you're lonelyAnd say for you that the sun don't shineLet me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of LondonI'll show you something to make you change your mind.Have you seen the old girlWho walks the streets of LondonDirt in her hair and her clothes in ragsShe's no time for talkingShe just keeps right on walkingCarrying her home in two carrier bags.So how can you tell me you're lonelyAnd say for you that the sun don't shineLet me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of LondonI'll show you something to make you change your mind.In the all night cafeAt a quarter past elevenSame old man is sitting there on his ownLooking at the worldOver the rim of his tea-cupEach tea last an hourThen he wanders home alone.So how can you tell me you're lonelyAnd say for you that the sun don't shineLet me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of LondonI'll show you something to make you change your mind.And have you seen the old manOutside the seaman's missionMemory fading withThe medal ribbons that he wearsIn our winter cityThe rain cries a little pityFor one more forgotten heroAnd a world that doesn't care.So how can you tell me you're lonelyAnd say for you that the sun don't shineLet me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of LondonI'll show you something to make you change your mind...
Ralph McTell
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