Grace

Streets Of London - The Anti-Nowhere League

Written by：Ralph McTell

Well did you see the old man

Outside the seamen's mission

Memories are fading with the medals that he wears

And did you see the old man

Outside the seamen's mission

He's just another hero

From a land that doesn't care

So how can you tell me you're lonely

And don't you say to me

Your sun don't shine

And have you seen the old girl

Who walks the streets of London

She ain't got no money

And she's all dressed in rags

And have you seen the old girl

Who walks the streets of London

She carries her old knickers

In two polythene bags

So how can you tell me you're lonely

And don't you say to me

Your sun don't shine

Well let me take you by the hand

And lead you through

Your streets of London

And I'll show you something

You'll never understand

Well let me take you by the hand

And drag you through your streets of London

And I'll show you something

That'll make you really sick

Well let me take you by the hand

And lead you through

Your streets of London

I'll show you something

Well never understand

Well let me take you by the hand

And drag you through

Your streets of London

And I'll show you something

That'll make you really sick

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