on the streets of old milwaukee

was a young boy walking

it was said by the men who lived there

beware of that boy

but i shook my head and said

no no no it aint so

i was waiting at the bus stop

when the boy came near

he said sir can you spare some change

for a poor boys daily meal

my heart was broken for him

my eyes they teared

you poor boy heres some money

buy yourself some cheer

ohh boy run along now

and find youself a mother

and a father too

on the streets of old milwaukee

was an old man sleepin

it was said by the men who lived there

beward of that man

but i shook my head and said

no no no it aint so

he was sleeping at the bus stop

around half past 9

he was curled up and he told a tale

of love and of freedom

my heart was broken for him

my eyes they teared

i didnt have no money

and i lost all of my cheer

ohhh old man wheres your family

wheres your brothers and your sisters too?

on the streets of old milwaukee

was a young man singing

he was singing bout the poor boy

and the old man in the town

he shook his head and said

no no no no it aint so

he just walked by the courthouse

to see the old man and the boy

they were sleeping on the park bench

to try to keep eachother warm

my heart was broken for them

my eyes they teared

what more could a young man do

to make old justice see?

ooh lady i know your blind

it aint you its the rest of mankind….