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 awhile
He will talk and sometimes smile
Rubenstein remembers
Long ago Septembers, long ago
They say he came from Germany
A poor hard-working family
Jewish tailors 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
A yellow star is David's sign
Rubenstein remembers
But he will not say
Where he was or what he did
All those years he went away
Rubenstein remembers
But his voice is still
He pulls his coat around him
As he feels a sudden chill
And walks away