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The Subway Man words by Lesleigh Smith music by Tim Salmon Saw a man on the subway today; he was old and tired and his hair was grey. I could see in his eyes he'd had a hard life; at the subway stop he looked at me. Chorus: He rides the cars with nowhere to go; he begs for money when the Aqua Velva's low; people look at him with disgust and dismay. Someday this life will put him away. Lost and alone, I asked where was home. He talked to me of kids and a wife, of olden days before the devil took his life: the street is home and he's so alone. Chorus He pulled a brown paper sack from his coat; he offered me some of his everyday hope. I passed it back and with a grin he drank it down and wiped his chin. Chorus Today has come; tomorrow is gone. This is why I write this song: As the subway pulls away, I look at the reflection; that man is me. Chorus ahhh ah ahhh ah a a ahhh ah ahhh ah a a | ||
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