Leonard Cohen Famous Blue Raincoat

Tom: C From Thu May 25 10:23:41 PDT 1995 Article: 17591 of Path: !!!agate!!gatech!!demon!!pipex!sunic!!!!jmo From: (Jean Marc Orliaguet) Newsgroups: Date: 25 May 1995 12:06:37 GMT Organization: Chalmers University of Technology Lines: 206 Distribution: world Message-ID: from the Songs of Love and Hate album 1970 Transcribed by : Jean-Marc Orliaguet ( , http://~jmo ) Intro: Am7 F Dm7 Em Verses : Am7 F 1. It's four in the morning, the end of December I'm 2. New York is cold but I like where I'm living there's Dm7 Em 1. writing you now just to see if you're better 2. music on Clinton Street all through the evening. Bridge : Am7 Bm7 ( repeat twice ) I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert Am7 G ( repeat twice ) you're living for nothing now I hope you're keeping some kind of record yes, and Chorus : C Jane came by with a lock of your G hair she said that you gave it to Am7 her that night that you planned to go Bm7 G clear F Em did you ever go clear ? Ah, the Chord voicings : Am7 : x02010 F : 133211 Dm7 : xx0211 Em : 022000 Bm7 : x24232 G : 320003 C : 332010 G bar : 355433 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 http://~jmo