The old man The old man he stood on the street corner in town. Always had a smile for everyone. He wore an old ragged coat and a pair of pants with holes. It was nice day to him when you said "hello" to him. A box was next to him on the corner. You put ad dollars or so in the box The old man would dance a jig for you. Then tip his hat with a thank you. Now on the corner where he stood is someone that can't dance a jig. He can"t give a smile but the old box is still there.