Joan Baez - Famous Blue Raincoat

It's four in the morning,
The end of December
I'm writing 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.

Tell me you're building, your house
Deep in the desert
Are you living for nothing now,
Hope you're keeping some kind of record.

Yes, and Jane came by
With a lock of your hair
Said you gave it to her
That night, when you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?

Ah, the last time we saw you,
You looked so much older
Famous blue raincoat
Was torn at the shoulder
You'd stood to the station
And met every train
But she never showed up
I'm Lili Marlene

You treated some woman
To a flake of your life
And when she got home
She was nobody's wife.
Yes, I see you there
With a 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
What can I tell you
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you,
I guess I forgive you
I'm glad that you stood in my way.

And if you ever come by here,
Be it for Jane or for me
I want you to know
Your enemy's sleeping,
I want you to know
Your woman is free.

Yes, and thanks,
For the trouble you took
From her eyes
I thought it was there for good
So I never really tried.

And Jane came by
With a lock of your hair
Said that you gave it to her
That night when you planned to go clear

Sincerely, a friend