WINTER
With little money in a great city
There’s snow in every streetWhere I go up and down,And there’s no woman, man, or dogThat knows me in the town.I know each shop, and allThese Jews, and Russian Poles,For I go walking night and noonTo spare my sack of coals.
There’s snow in every streetWhere I go up and down,And there’s no woman, man, or dogThat knows me in the town.I know each shop, and allThese Jews, and Russian Poles,For I go walking night and noonTo spare my sack of coals.
There’s snow in every streetWhere I go up and down,And there’s no woman, man, or dogThat knows me in the town.
There’s snow in every street
Where I go up and down,
And there’s no woman, man, or dog
That knows me in the town.
I know each shop, and allThese Jews, and Russian Poles,For I go walking night and noonTo spare my sack of coals.
I know each shop, and all
These Jews, and Russian Poles,
For I go walking night and noon
To spare my sack of coals.