Am                             F 
It's four in the morning, the end of December 
    Dm7                     Em       
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better 
Am                      F 
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living 
        Dm7                     Em 
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. 
Am                 Bm                   Am    
I hear that you're building your little house 
               Bm 
   deep in the desert 
       Am         G            
You're living for nothing now, 
                 Am                   G 
   I hope you're keeping some kind of record 

         C                                G 
Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair 
                             Am 
She said that you gave it to her 
                                  Bm      G 
That night that you planned to go clear 
F               Em 
Did you ever go clear? 

Am                               F 
Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older 
     Dm7                      Em 
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder 
Am                           F 
You'd been to the station to meet every train 
Dm7                       Em 
And you came home without Lili Marlene 


        Am         Bm         Am            Bm 
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life 
    Am            G    Am               G 
And when she came back she was nobody's wife. 


       C                                   G 
Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth 
                    Am 
One more thin gypsy thief 
                  Bm        G 
Well I see Jane's awake 
F             Em 
She sends her regards. 

Am                         F 
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer 
Dm7                 Em 
What can I possibly say? 
Am                         F 
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you 
Dm7                      Em 
I'm glad you stood in my way. 

Am               Bm       Am          Bm 
If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me 
Am            G             Am           G 
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free. 

         C                           G 
Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes 
                 Am                        Bm  
I thought it was there for good so I never tried. 

    C                                G 
And Jane came by with a lock of your hair 
                             Am 
She said that you gave it to her 
                                  Bm       G 
That night that you planned to go clear 
F             Em 
Sincerely, L. Cohen 


Am  F   Dm7  Em