He was an old broom maker
A medicine man
On an old boneshaker
Back in nineteen thirty-nine
No home to go to
Just the open road
Oxen borne
But it never, ever showed
Bring me that old wristwatch
If it's broke, I'll mend
Trust me, I'm the man
On me you can depend
He could hold the ocean
In the palm of his hand
What he calls emotion
Let time slip like grains of sand
When the music took him
To the streets in town
He could catch a picture
For the price of half-a-crown
Bring me that old wristwatch
If it's broke, I'll mend
Trust me, I'm the man
On me you can depend
Bring me that old wristwatch
If it's broke, I'll mend
Trust me, I'm the man
On me you can depend
Now his heart was broken
On a wedding day
Not a word was spoken
'Cause there was nothing left to say
About how he missed her
How he wept inside
And he never kissed her
That day he lost his bride
Bring me that old wristwatch
If it's broke, I'll mend
Trust me, I'm the man
On me you can depend
Oh, bring me that old wristwatch
If it's broke, I'll mend
Trust me, I'm the man
On me you can depend
(Instrumental brige)
Raggle-taggle gypsy
Raggle-taggle mind
That's how others saw him
As he would not be confined
It was a torch of emotion
That lit his way
Through the lanes by Sibford
To a hen house where he lay
Bring me that old wristwatch
If it's broke, I'll mend
Trust me, I'm the man
On me you can depend
Bring me that old wristwatch
If it's broke, I'll mend
Trust me, I'm the man
On me you can depend
On me you can depend
On me you can depend