Darkess overcomes the day
The night wind blows its lonely way
The endless papers move with rustling sound
His body old
The walk is slow, his hands are cold
The funny ragged coat so near the ground
No one cares about his life
Or gives him kindness and a smile
They don't have the time, you understand
Passing by some crowded place
They see him come they turn their face
A name? They say the only one they can
Mr.Poor man
Mr.Poor man
No one cares about his life
Or gives him kindness and a smile
They don't have the time, you understand
Passing by some crowded place
They see him come they turn their face
A name? They say the only one they can
Mr.Poor man
Mr.Poor man

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