Have you seen the old man   In the closed-down market   Kicking up the paper,   with his worn out shoes?   In his eyes you see no pride   And 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.      Chorus      In the all night cafe   At a quarter past eleven,   Same old man is sitting there on his own   Looking at the world   Over the rim of his tea-cup,   Each tea last an hour   Then he wanders home alone      Chorus      And have you seen the old man   Outside the seaman's mission   Memory fading with   The medal ribbons that he wears.   In our winter city,   The rain cries a little pity   For one more forgotten hero   And a world that doesn't care      Chorus