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Ab

Eb


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Fm

Cm

C#

Bb7

Eb7


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Streets of London

Song composer: Ralph McTell

Lyrics author: Ralph McTell

	Ab	Eb
	Have you seen the	old man

	Fm	Cm
In the	closed down	market

	C#	Ab
	Kicking up the	paper,

	Bb7	Eb7
with his	worn out	shoes

	Ab	Eb
	In his eyes you	see no pride

	Fm	Cm
	Hands held loosely	by his side

	C#	Ab	Eb7	Ab
	Yesterday’s	paper telling	yesterday’s	news

		C#	Cm	Ab	Fm
	So	how can you	tell me you’re	lonely

		Bb7	Eb	Eb7
		And say for you that the sun don’t	shine?

		Ab	Eb
		Let me take you	by the hand

		Fm	Cm
	and	lead you through the	streets of London

		C#	Ab
		I’ll show you	something,

		Eb7	Ab
	to	make you change you’re	mind.

Have you seen the old gal

Who walks the streets of London

Dirt in her hair and her clothes are in rags

She’s no time for talking,

She just keeps right on walking

Carrying her home in two carrier bags

So how can you ...

And in the all night cafe

at a quarter past eleven

Same old man is sitting there

all on his own

Looking at the world

over the rim of his tea-cup

each tea last an hour

Then he wanders home alone

So how can you ...

And have you seen the old man

Outside the seaman’s mission

His memory is fading,

With those medal ribbons he wears

And in our winter city,

the rain cries a little pity

For one more forgotten hero

And a world that doesn’t care

So how can you ...

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