Bob Dylan — Man on the Street Fragment Witmark Demo - 1962

[Verse 1] 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 [Verse 2] 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' they went their way [Verse 3] Well, the p'liceman come and he looked around "Get up, old man, or I'm a-takin' you down." And he jabbed him once with his billy club The old man then rolled off the curb Well, hmm Jesus I just can't get it, I-I lost the verses