作曲 : State Radio
Dear Mr. Omar 
BayHeard the news that you left today
You still countin' all them taxicabs
They takin' you back to the time you have left?
Do you well remember 
VietnamWhen you had a mother who loved her son?
Did you have to leave us all and go away?
Omar Bay, 
I think I'm fallin' to pieces
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet?
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?
Dear Mr. Omar 
BayI saw your old friend from the war today
He said you went to seek 
God in a church
Or to get some warmth, whatever came first
And now your, now your standpipe it stands alone
If where you place your cap is your home
Do you have to leave us all and go away?
Omar Bay, 
I think I'm fallin' to pieces
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet?
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 fallin' to pieces
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet?
Omar Bay, 
I think I'm fallin' to pieces
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet?
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?