Текст песни Bob Dylan - Man On The Street

Title: Man on the Street
Artist: Bob Dylan
Album: The Witmark Demos

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.