Man On the Street

Well, I'll sing you a song, it ain't very long

About an old man, he 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 they went their way

Well, the policeman come and he looked around

"Get up, old man or I'm takin' you down"

And he jabbed him once with his billy club

The old man then rolled off the curb

Well, hmm, Jesus Christ-

Can't get it, I've-I lost the verses