Текст песни Bob Dylan - Man on The Street, слова песни Bob Dylan

Текст песни Bob Dylan - Man on The Street

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Ill sing you a song, aint very long,bout an old man who never done wrong.How he died nobody can say,They found him dead in the street one day.Well, the crowd, they gathered one fine morn,At the man whose clothes n shoes were torn.There on the sidewalk he did lay,They stopped n stared n walked their way.Well, the pliceman come and he looked around,"get up, old man, or Im a-takin you down."He jabbed him once with his billy clubAnd 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 come, they loaded him in,I never saw the man again.Ive sung you my song, it aint very long,bout an old man who never done wrong.How he died no one can say,They found him dead in the street one day.

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Man on The Street

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