Newspaper Man Lyrics

Newspaper Man on the corner

I still don't know your name

I see your face on the front page

You look the same

Eight quarters and a dollar

Get your news hot off the press

Delivered by a man with fifty years experience

I can tell you anything about the news

You need to know

Current events, politics

And those who've turned their toes

The papers cutting corners

They say you have to go

Union men aren't wanted

They say you're getting old

Working rain or sunshine

Keeping people informed

Never a full moment for the weary and bored

Eight quarters and a dollar

Get your news hot off the press

Delivered by a man with fifty years experience

I can tell you anything about the new

You need to know

Current events, politics

And those who've turned their toes

Newspaper Man

Sunday's are the best

Nickels, dimes, pennies, quarters

Put you to the test

Newspaper Man

Save some ink for me

I'll be true and pay your dues

A union man I see

Newspaper Man on the corner

I still don't know your name

I see your face on the front page

You've lost your way