Famous Blue Raincoat - Solveig Slettahjell

Famous Blue Raincoat - Solveig Slettahjell
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
All 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
On 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 then you came home without lili marlène
You treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came home she was nobody's wife
Well i see you there with a rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well i see jane's away 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 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
The night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear