Writers: Leo Sayer & Frank Farrell

have you seen the old men 
that lean on the walls 
of salvation halls 
in the streets of your town 

you can't have missed 
the vagrant 
he is the rubble 
he is the trouble you want to remove 

in the parks about sundown 
he makes his bed 
his shoes are a pillow for his head 

have you seen the young men 
that look so old 
they'd rather have the cold dark lonely road 

have you ever wondered 
why do they go 
leaving the tv and the automo 

you can see them hailing trucks down the open road 
you wave your thumb and you hop on board 
you ain't got no keeper you don't need a friend 
I betcha wish you were the same 
yeah I betcha wish you were the same 

have you seen the old men 
we lean on the walls 
of salvation halls 
in the streets of your town 
we're just a little shady 
we get a little crazy 
in the streets of your town 

in the parks about sundown 
we lay our heads 
our shoes are our pillow 
the grass our bed 
don't need no keeper 
and don't need no friend 
I betcha wish you were the same 
yeah I betcha wish you were the same