Leonard Cohen: Famous Blue Raincoat

FAMOUS BLUE RAINCOAT
/Leonard Cohen/

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


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