There's an old man in the park
Sometimes sits till after dark
Old men often don't say much
Rubenstein is just one such
But if you sit with him a while
He will talk and sometimes smile
Rubenstein remembers
Long ago Septembers long ago
He was born in Germany
Honest hard working family
Jewish taylors don't get rich
But they sew a close, close stitch
He wanted to be left alone
Raise a family, Build a home
He didn't want to stand in line
The yellow star was David's sign
Rubenstein remembers
But he will not say
Where he was or what he did
All those years he want away
Rubenstein remembers
But his voice is still
Throws his coat around him
As he feels a sudden chill
And walks away. ..