There's an old man on a busy corner,
He's an old man no-one wants to be
People don't care about his troubles,
They got their own kind a' misery..

Old Man Shivers,
An old man shivers,
He sits there shakin', his heart is breakin'
Sad and hopeless,
As thru life, homeless, he goes

We got taters,
We wear nice cotton,
And those who don't have
Are just fogotten,
An Old Man Shivers,
Cause there's no givers, of clothes

You and me, we watch TV,
Cozy in laps of luxury,
Warm as toast, eatin roast,
Oblivious and blind
To the needful most...

Got no pillow,
A bed of cardboard,
That's his problem..
Most people are bored
So, an Old Man Shivers,
There are no givers, at all....