|
(ronnie lane) |
|
I left you on the debris |
|
At the sunday morning market |
|
You were sorting through the odds and ends. |
|
You was looking for a bargain |
|
I heard your footsteps at the front door, |
|
And that old familiar love song, |
|
Cause you knew you'd find me waiting there |
|
At the top of the stairs. |
|
I went there and back |
|
Just to see how far it was |
|
And you, you tried to tell me |
|
But i had to learn for myself. |
|
Theres more trouble at the depot, |
|
With the general workers union |
|
And you said, "they'll never change a thing. |
|
Well, they won't fight and their not working." |
|
Oh you was my hero |
|
How you are my good friend |
|
I've been there and back |
|
And i know how far it is |
|
But i left you on the debris |
|
Now we both know you got no money. |
|
And i wonder what you would have done |
|
Without me hanging around. |
