There's this little old lady
She lives on the streets
She's got nappy hair
And rags on her feet
Grimy hands and a dirty face
Every night she sleeps
In a different place
Sometimes I see her
Downtown bumming change
Acting real crazy
Talking to herself
She wears a tattered old coat
In the pouring rain
Drinking cheap wine
Everyday's the same
A two dollar bed at the mission tonight
Man that cheese sandwich
Will sure taste alright
Sometimes I see her
On the street corner
In a shopping cart
She carries her life
The Accused - The Bag Lady Song Lyrics
The Accused - The Bag Lady Song Lyrics
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There's this little old lady
She lives on the streets
She's got nappy hair
And rags on her feet
Grimy hands and a dirty face
Every night she sleeps
In a different place
Sometimes I see her
Downtown bumming change
Acting real crazy
Talking to herself
She wears a tattered old coat
In the pouring rain
Drinking cheap wine
Everyday's the same
A two dollar bed at the mission tonight
Man that cheese sandwich
Will sure taste alright
Sometimes I see her
On the street corner
In a shopping cart
She carries her life
She lives on the streets
She's got nappy hair
And rags on her feet
Grimy hands and a dirty face
Every night she sleeps
In a different place
Sometimes I see her
Downtown bumming change
Acting real crazy
Talking to herself
She wears a tattered old coat
In the pouring rain
Drinking cheap wine
Everyday's the same
A two dollar bed at the mission tonight
Man that cheese sandwich
Will sure taste alright
Sometimes I see her
On the street corner
In a shopping cart
She carries her life