Well I'll sing you a song it ain't very long
About an old man he never done wrong
How he died nobody can say
They found him dead in the street one day
And the crowd they gathered one fine morn
At the man whose clothes 'n' shoes were torn
There on the sidewalk he did lay
They stopped an' stared and they went their way
Well the policeman come and he looked around
Get up old man or I'm takin' you down
He jabbed him once with his billy club
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
Well I've sung you my song it ain't very long
About an old man who never done wrong
How he died nobody can say
They found him dead in the street one day