Streets Of London Ralph McTell akordy

^CHave you seen the ^Gold man in the ^Amclosed down ^Emmarket

^FKicking up the ^C/Gpaper with his ^Fworn out ^G6shoes

^CIn his eyes you ^Gsee no pride ^Amand hanging loosely ^Emat his side

^F Yesterdays ^C/Gpaper, telling ^Gyesterdays ^Cnews

^CHave you seen the ^Gold girl who ^Amwalks the streets of ^EmLondon

^FDirt in her ^C/Ghair and her ^Fclothes in ^G6rags

^CShe's no time for ^Gtalking, she ^Amjust keeps right on ^Emwalking

^FCarrying her ^C/Ghome, in ^Gtwo carrier ^Cbags

^CIn the all night ^Gcafe at a ^Amquarter past e ^Emleven

^FSame old ^C/Gman sitting ^Fthere on his ^G6own

^CLooking at the ^Gworld over the ^Amrim of his ^Emteacup

^FEach tea lasts an ^C/Ghour and he ^Gwanders home a ^Clone

^CHave you seen the ^Gold man out ^Amside the seaman's ^Emmission

^FMemory fading ^C/Gwith the medal ^Fribbons that he ^Gwears

^CAnd in the winter ^Gcity, the rain ^Amcries a little ^Empity

For ^Fone more forgotten ^C/Ghero, and a ^GWorld that doesn't ^Ccare