Bob Dylan — Man on the Street Witmark Demo - 1962

[Verse 1] Well I'll sing you a song, It ain't very long About an old man, who never done wrong How he died nobody 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' walked their way [Verse 3] Well, the policeman come and he looked around "Get up, old man, or I'm a-takin' you down" He jabbеd him once with his billy club And the old man then rollеd off the curb [Verse 4] 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 [Verse 5] Well, I've sung you my song, it ain't very long About an old man who never done wrong How he died no one can say They found him dead in the street one day