Dave van Ronk - The old man

^GSing you a song, not very long 'Bout an old man, ^Gnever^G/F# done ^Emwrong ^GHow he died, no one can say ^CFound him ^C/Bdead on the ^Amstreet ^Gone ^Emday ^GCrowd gathered, one fine morn' Man whose clothes and ^Gshoe^G/F#s was ^Emtorn ^GOn the sidewalk, he did lay They ^Cstopped and ^C/Bstared and ^Amwent ^Gtheir ^Emway ^GPoliceman come, looked around, "Get up old man, I'm ^Gtakin^G/F#g you ^Emdown," ^GJabbed him with his billy club The ^Cold man ^C/Bthen rolled ^Amoff ^Gthe ^Emcurb ^GJabbed him again, loudly said, "Call the wagon, this ^Gman^G/F# is de^Emad," ^GWagon come, they loaded him in I ^Cnever ^C/Bsaw that ^Amman ^Gaga^Emin ^GSang you my song, wasn't very long 'Bout an old man, ^Gnever^G/F# done ^Emwrong ^GHow he died, no one can say ^CFound him ^C/Bdead on the ^Amstreet ^Gone ^Emday