Letra de Famous Blue Raincoat (Live at Isle of Wight Festival, UK)
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 Oh, you're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of recordYes, 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 clearDid 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, yes But then you came home without Lili MarleneAnd you treated my woman to a flake of your life And when she came back she was nobody's wifeYes, 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 clearShe sends her regardsAnd what can I tell you my brother, my killer What can I possibly say? I think that I miss you, I think I forgive you I'm glad that you stood in my wayIf you ever come by here, for Jane or for me I want you to know that your enemy is sleeping I want you to know that his woman is freeYes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never triedAnd Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clearSincerely, L. Cohen