"Fairy tales,
cheap, for sale
Their blood will freeze
Three bob a book
I´m begging you please
Then as well, little bells
of gold, they´ll mind
Children are blessed
You have to be kind"
Little old man selling his stuff
Born in a van
looking conspiciously rough
But if you care to come close
putting your hand for your nose
A living saint
you´ll hear and faint
Ginger ale, weak, too pale
No fancy drinks
Laughter will roar
pub manager thinks
If a man can´t afford
exquisite taste
dwell in the slum
and cover your face
Little old man...
Håkan Ripa: sång, ak.gitarr
Thomas Wiehe: kör, ak.gitarr
Mikael Wiehe: kör, klarinett
Bengt-Göran Bjernhager: el.bas
Inspelad i Konserthallen på Liseberg i Göteborg under finalen
i Sveriges Radios
Popbandstävling den 26 augusti 1969
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