Greenwich Village Folk Song Salesman

I met him in a Greenwich Village coffee nook
(Greenwich)
He was sellin' folk songs and little dirty books
That the place was full of happy, hopped up
Hippies at the time
All morning long he hadn't made a dime

He was a Greenwich Village folk song salesman
You shoulda heard the bag he was in
He was a Greenwich Village folk song salesman
He'd jump up and sing one now and then

I got songs about Detroit and Vietnam
And a new one about the economic opportunity program
What's that?
I don't know I didn't write the song hmm

He had a little banjo with a alligator strap
He's sing a song at the drop of your hat
He had one song there that Johnson should of heard
To the tune of the great speckled bird
He was a Greenwich Village folk song salesman
His beard was a dark shade of green ulk
He was a Greenwich Village folk song salesman
And now and then he'd jump up and he'd scream

I got songs about Detroit and Vietnam
And a new one about the economic opportunity program
I can't even pronounce that

Well, I told him that I had too soon be on my way
Way back to Music City, U.S. of A.
He said: "If you see Lee and Nancy my friend"
"Tell 'em I've got fifteen songs for them"

He was a Greenwich Village folk song salesman
You shoulda bear the bag he was in
What a bag? What a bag? What a bag?
He was a Greenwich Village folk song salesman
He'd jump up and sing one now and then oh, yeah
He was a Greenwich Village folk song salesman yes
You shoulda bear the bag he was in.