Man On the Street - Studio Outtake - 1961

And I'll 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 and shoes were torn
 There on the sidewalk he did lay
 They stopped and stared and walked their way
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 Well, the policemen come, and he looked around
 "Get up, old man, or I'm 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
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 Well, 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