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Mungo Jerry - Tramp Lyrics

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  • The sun was low, and the shadow was cold,
  • On the pale drawn face, that was wrinkled and old,
  • A newspaper coat, hanging loose 'round his throat,
  • And the shoes on his feet, strips of leather tied up with rope,
  • His uncombed hair, and eyes that would stare,
  • At the people passing by, who didn't know or didn't care
  • Chorus:
  • This poor old man he's all alone,
  • He's got no money or no home of his own,
  • The back street's his kitchen,
  • The footpath's his hall,
  • And the chalk on the brick work,
  • Are the pictures on his wall,
  • He lays down his head,
  • On the pavement that's his bed,
  • And when he sleeps, his dreams fade away
  • He walks down the street, with his hands in his coat,
  • Looking down at his feet, for a dog-end he could smoke,
  • He thinks about food, good drinking and good fun,
  • As he searches through the dustbins, his life almost done
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