Cohen Leonard Famous Blue Raincoat Lyrics

Famous Blue Raincoat Lyrics

It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see
if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's
music on Clinton Street all through the evening.

I hear that you're
building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now,
I hope you're keeping some kind of record.

Yes, and Jane came by with a
lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you
planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?

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 wife.

Well I see you
there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
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
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is
free.

Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I
thought it was there for good so I never tried.

And Jane came by with a
lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you
planned to go clear --

Sincerely, L. Cohen