[00:00.00] 作词 : Ralph McTell
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ralph McTell
[00:11.49]Have you seen the old man.
[00:13.87]In the closed down market.
[00:16.73]Kicking up the papers with his worn out shoes.
[00:21.88]In his eyes you see no pride.
[00:24.78]Hands held loosely at his side.
[00:27.53]Yesterday's paper, telling yesterday's news.
[00:33.47]So how can you tell me you're lonely.
[00:39.11]And say for you that the sun don't shine.
[00:43.94]Let me take you by the hand.
[00:47.85]And lead you through the streets of London.
[00:49.51]I'll show you something.
[00:51.76]To make you change your mind.
[00:58.65]Have you seen the old girl.
[01:00.91]Who walks the streets of London.
[01:03.61]Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags.
[01:08.58]She's no time for talking.
[01:11.28]She just keeps right on walking.
[01:13.90]Carrying her home in two carrier bags.
[01:20.25]So how can you tell me you're lonely.
[01:25.82]And say for you that the sun don't shine.
[01:30.50]Let me take you by the hand.
[01:33.27]And lead you through the streets of London.
[01:36.13]I'll show you something.
[01:38.39]To make you change your mind.
[02:04.20]So how can you tell me you're lonely.
[02:09.84]And say for you that the sun don't shine.
[02:14.89]Let me take you by the hand.
[02:17.56]And lead you through the streets of London.
[02:20.12]I'll show you something.
[02:22.55]To make you change your mind.
[02:29.42]In the old night cafe at a quarter past eleven.
[02:34.19]The same old man sitting there on his own.
[02:39.53]Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup.
[02:44.79]Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone.
[02:51.16]So how can you tell me you're lonely.
[02:56.75]And say for you that the sun don't shine..
[03:01.99]Let me take you by the hand.
[03:04.15]And lead you through the streets of London.
[03:07.90]I'll show you something.
[03:09.14]To make you change your mind.
[03:16.28]Have you seen the old man.
[03:18.26]Outside the seaman's mission.
[03:21.50]Memory fading with the minor ribands that he wears.
[03:26.69]In our winter city the rain cries little pity.
[03:31.46]For one more forgotten hero.
[03:33.85]And a world which doesn't care.
[03:38.20]So how can you tell me you're lonely.
[03:43.49]Don'T say for you that the sun don't shine.
[03:48.71]Let me take you by the hand.
[03:51.10]And lead you through the streets of London.
[03:54.70]I'll show you something.
[03:56.32]To make you change your mind.
[03:59.96]I'll show you something.
[04:02.70]To make you change your mind.

作词 : Ralph McTell
作曲 : Ralph McTell
Have you seen the old man.
In the closed down market.
Kicking up the papers with his worn out shoes.
In his eyes you see no pride.
Hands held loosely at his side.
Yesterday's paper, telling yesterday's news.
So how can you tell me you're lonely.
And say for you that the sun don't shine.
Let me take you by the hand.
And lead you through the streets of London.
I'll show you something.
To make you change your mind.
Have you seen the old girl.
Who walks the streets of London.
Dirt in her hair and her clothes 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 tell me you're lonely.
And say for you that the sun don't shine.
Let me take you by the hand.
And lead you through the streets of London.
I'll show you something.
To make you change your mind.
So how can you tell me you're lonely.
And say for you that the sun don't shine.
Let me take you by the hand.
And lead you through the streets of London.
I'll show you something.
To make you change your mind.
In the old night cafe at a quarter past eleven.
The same old man sitting there on his own.
Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup.
Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone.
So how can you tell me you're lonely.
And say for you that the sun don't shine..
Let me take you by the hand.
And lead you through the streets of London.
I'll show you something.
To make you change your mind.
Have you seen the old man.
Outside the seaman's mission.
Memory fading with the minor ribands that he wears.
In our winter city the rain cries little pity.
For one more forgotten hero.
And a world which doesn't care.
So how can you tell me you're lonely.
Don'T say for you that the sun don't shine.
Let me take you by the hand.
And lead you through the streets of London.
I'll show you something.
To make you change your mind.
I'll show you something.
To make you change your mind.