Come on, everybody, everybody, sing it
Come on, everybody, everybody, sing it
(Lord, Lord) though my shoes are thin [Lord]
(Lord, Lord) and my coat is a hand-me-down
(Lord, Lord) but the song is mine, so's this old guitar

If you've been down the end of town, you'll have seen my face before
Though I ain't had a meal in days (I'm not complainin')
'Cos as soon as I start to play, you'll know it's just for you
'Cos I love it here in Leicester Square
Waiting, waiting for the people to come

chorus

I spend my night by the riverside, unless somebody takes me in
If they do or they don't, it's all the same to me (that ain't the reason)
Why I live the life I do, living and singing for free
'Cos I love it here in Leicester Square
Waiting, waiting for the people to come

Come on, everybody, everybody, sing it...
 (repeats out)

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