Man On the Street

Well, I'll sing you a song, it ain't very long About an old man, he never done wrong How he died, no one can say They found him dead in the street one day Well, the crowd, they gathered one fine morn' At the man whose clothes and shoes were torn There on the sidewalk, he did lay They stopped and stared and they went their way Well, the policeman come and he looked around "Get up, old man or I'm takin' you down" And he jabbed him once with his billy club The old man then rolled off the curb Well, hmm, Jesus Christ- Can't get it, I've-I lost the verses