Man On The Street

man on the street words and music by bob dylan chorded by russ stone outtake from bob dylan G . . . . . . . Em G . . . G well i’ll sing you a song , ain’t very long , Em * ’bout and old man who never done wrong . G how he died nobody can say , Em * they found him dead in the street one day . well , 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’n’ stared and they went their way . well , the p’liceman come and he looked around , "get up , old man , or i’m A - talkin’ you down . " he jabbed him once with his bully club , the old man they 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 . i’ver sung you my song , it aint’t very long , ’bout an old man who never done wrong . how he died no boday could say , they found him dead in the street one day . enjoy!