Dear Mr. Omar Bay    I head of your retirement today    You still countin' all them taxi cabs    Takin' you back to the time you have left       Heard about your stay in Vietnam    You used to say we all do what we can but did you have to leave us all    And go away       Omar Bay I think I'm falling to pieces    Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet    'Cause five winters five winter in New York is plenty    I'd even say it's four too many    Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet       Dear Mr. Omar Bay saw your old friend Pops today    He said you went to see God in a church    Or seek some warmth, whatever came first       And now your stand pipe it stands alone    If where you place/lay your hat is your home    But did you have to leave us all and go away       Omar Bay I think I'm falling' to pieces    Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet    'Cause five winters, five winters in New York is plenty    I'd even say it's four too many    Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet       Omar Bay I think I'm falling to pieces    Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet    'Cause five winters five winters in New York is plenty    I'd even say it's four too many    Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet       Omar Bay I think I'm falling to pieces    Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet    'Cause five winters five winters in New York is plenty    I'd even say it's four too many    Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet