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He rides on his horse and cart, Charlie does.
working from six until nine.
Collecting old rags and used bicycles,
old iron of description of any kind.
Here comes Charlie, Charlie the Ragman.
Throw out your old clothes for Charlie and Fred.
Earning a living off things we've discarded.
Earning enough for the board and the bed.
You hear him shout: Rags and old iron!
Everyone knows him that way.
Once a week, they come 'round calling.
How long it's been, I can't say.
Here comes Charlie, Charlie the Ragman.
Throw out your old clothes for Charlie and Fred.
