Dear Mr. Omar Bay
I head of your retirement today
You still countin' all them taxi cabs
Takin' you back to the time you have left
Heard about your stay in Vietnam
You used to say we all do what we can but did you have to leave us all
And go away
Omar Bay I think I'm falling to pieces
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet
'Cause five winters five winter in New York is plenty
I'd even say it's four too many
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet
Dear Mr. Omar Bay saw your old friend Pops today
He said you went to see God in a church
Or seek some warmth, whatever came first
And now your stand pipe it stands alone
If where you place/lay your hat is your home
But did you have to leave us all and go away
Omar Bay I think I'm falling' to pieces
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet
'Cause five winters, five winters in New York is plenty
I'd even say it's four too many
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet
Omar Bay I think I'm falling to pieces
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet
'Cause five winters five winters in New York is plenty
I'd even say it's four too many
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet
Omar Bay I think I'm falling to pieces
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet
'Cause five winters five winters in New York is plenty
I'd even say it's four too many
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet