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Rags & bones

Catch a taxi to the fountainhead
Blinking neon penny arcade
A young caruso on the fire escape
Painted face ladies on parade
The newsboy on the corner
Singing out headlines
And a fiddler selling pencils
The sign reads: help the blind

Comin up the lane callin
Workin while the rains fallin
Ragman, your song of the street
Keeps haunting my memory
Music in the air
I hear it evrywhere
Rags, bones and old city songs
Hear them, how they talk to me

Trolley car rings out the morning
Whistle blows at noon
A cat fight breaks open the night
While watch dogs bay at the moon
A preacher on an orange crate
With a salvation army band
And clicking along the cobbled stones
Thats the sound of the ice-cream man

Comin up the lane callin
Workin while the rains fallin
Ragman, your song of the street
Keeps haunting my memory
Music in the air
I hear it evrywhere
Rags, bones and old city songs
Hear them, how they talk to me

The organ grinder and his monkey
Still walkin the same old beat
The shoe-shine boy slappin leather
He puts the rhythm in your feet
Strollin by the churchyard
Listnin to the sunday choir
With voices rising to the heavens
Like sirens screaming to a fire

Comin up to the lane callin
Workin while the rains fallin
Ragman, your song of the street
Keeps haunting my memory
Music in the air
I hear it evrywhere
Rags, bones and old city songs
Play them one more time for me