Mike Bloomfield - Good Old Guy Lyrics
The story of a good old guy...He was small and he was hungryHe had so many words to sayHe came in from off the cornerWhere some man told him to stay.His head hung down, his eyes was driftin'But they saw everything so clearHe was cool and he didn't have nuthin'Never showed a sign of fear.He didn't talk to very manyHe mostly kept to his selfHe was shy and pretty funnyStayed awhile and then he left.A few days past is when I saw himHe'd nod to me and I would smileI think he asked me, "Whoa, Mike, what's happenin' "I said, "Set down and talk awhile."Well he set down and he started rappin'Everything he said, those words was trueHe told of people and the madnessOf the fools and the things they do.He said:Some men have lived and learned through livingSome men have learned by seein' trueYou cannot judge from what they're sayin'It's real clear from what they do.He got up, said he felt sillySaid he'd been talkin' a little to longHe did not know his own self trulySaid his right could be my wrong.I didn't see him till way, way laterIt was all different and he'd not changedHe was small and he looked hungryI was tired and it's all so strange.
