Rags And Bones

Catch a taxi to the fountainhead

Blinking neon penny arcade

A young Caruso on the fire escape

Painted face ladies on parade

The newsboy on the corner

Singing out headlines

And a fiddler selling pencils

The sign reads: Help the blind

Comin' up the lane callin'

Workin' while the rain's fallin'

Ragman, your song of the street

Keeps haunting my memory

Music in the air

I hear it ev'rywhere

Rags, bones and old city songs

Hear them, how they talk to me

Trolley car rings out the morning

Whistle blows at noon

A cat fight breaks open the night

While watch dogs bay at the moon

A preacher on an orange crate

With a Salvation Army Band

And clicking along the cobbled stones

That's the sound of the ice-cream man

Comin' up the lane callin'

Workin' while the rain's fallin'

Ragman, your song of the street

Keeps haunting my memory

Music in the air

I hear it ev'rywhere

Rags, bones and old city songs

Hear them, how they talk to me

The organ grinder and his monkey

Still walkin' the same old beat

The shoe-shine boy slappin' leather

He puts the rhythm in your feet

Strollin' by the churchyard

List'nin' to the Sunday choir

With voices rising to the heavens

Like sirens screaming to a fire

Comin' up to the lane callin'

Workin' while the rain's fallin'

Ragman, your song of the street

Keeps haunting my memory

Music in the air

I hear it ev'rywhere

Rags, bones and old city songs

Play them one more time for me