Man on the Street 歌詞
Man on the Street - Bob Dylan
Ill sing you a song ain't 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 I'm a-takin you down
He jabbed him once with his billy club
And 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
I've sung you my song it ain't 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