Omar Bay

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