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The Old Man On the Bridge.
I always see him,
The old man on the bridge.
Passing by the street,
I watch him there,
While I try to be discreet.
There he stands with his hands dug in his black velvet coat,
Looking at the river,
With his attention right on the moving boats.
Has gray hair,
Is nice tall...
The old man on the bridge.
Passing by the street,
I watch him there,
While I try to be discreet.
There he stands with his hands dug in his black velvet coat,
Looking at the river,
With his attention right on the moving boats.
Has gray hair,
Is nice tall...
