Am F It's four in the morning, the end of DecemberDm7 Em7 I'm writing you now just to see if you're betterAm F New York is cold, but I like where I'm livingDm7 Em7 There's music on Clinton Street all through the eveningAm Bm Am Bm I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desertAm G You're living for nothing nowAm G I hope you're keeping some kind of recordC G Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hairAm She said that you gave it to herBm G That night that you planned to go clearF Em7 Did you ever go clear?Am Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder You'd been to the station to meet every train And you came home without Lili Marlene And you treated my woman to a flake of your life And when she came back she was nobody's wifeC G Well I see you there with the rose in your teethAm One more thin gypsy thiefBm G F Em7 Well I see Jane's awake she sends her regards And what can I tell you my brother, my killer What can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you I'm glad you stood in my way If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me Well, your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is freeC G Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyesAm G I thought it was there for good so I never triedC G And Jane came by with a lock of your hairAm She said that you gave it to herBm G That night that you planned to go clearF Em7 Sincerely, L Cohen
Famous Blue Raincoat
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