I'll sing you a song, ain't very long,
'bout an old man who never done wrong.
How he died nobody can say,
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 'n' walked their way.

Well, the p'liceman come and he looked around,
Get up, old man, or I'm a-takin' you down.
He jabbed him once with his billy club
And the old man then 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've sung you my song, it ain't very long,
'bout an old man who never done wrong.
How he died no one can say,
They found him dead in the street one day.

• Angelina
• Blind Willie Mctell
• Call Letter Blues
• Catfish
• Eternal Circle
• Farewell Angelina
• Foot of Pride
• Golden Loom
• Hard Times in New York Town
• He Was a Friend of Mine
• House Carpenter
• I'll Keep It With Mine
• If You Gotta Go, Go Now
• Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie
• Let Me Die in My Footsteps
• Lord Protect My Child
• Mama, You Been on My Mind
• Man on The Street
• Need a Woman
• Nobody 'cept You
• Only a Hobo
• Paths of Victory
• Quit Your Low Down Ways
• Rambling, Gambling Willie
• Santa Fe
• Series of Dreams
• Seven Curses
• Seven Days
• She's Your Lover Now
• Sitting on a Barbed-wire Fence
• Someone's Got a Hold of My Heart
• Suze
• Talkin Hava Negeilah Blues
• Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues
• Talking Bear Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues
• Tell Me
• Walkin' Down The Line
• Wallflower
• Walls of Red Wing
• Who Killed Davey Moore?
• Ye Shall Be Changed
• You Changed My Life