Famous Blue Raincoat

Leonard Cohen. 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 with.
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Famous Blue Raincoat Leonard Cohen Magnifique chanson reprise par Saez durant certaines dates de concerts acoustiques. Pour la jouer, suivre la trame: Couplet->Pont->Refrain->Couplet->etc.. Intro

Piano

x2 Couplet

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It's four in the morning, New York is cold,

the end of but I like

x2

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december, where i'm living with,

i'm writting you now just to see, music on Clinton street all,

Pont

if you're better the evening.

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I hear that you're building You're living for nothing now,

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your little house, I hope that you're keeping

deep in the desert some kind of records

x2

---------------Jane Yes, and..................

came

by

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with a lock of your hear,

Famous Blue Raincoat

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she said that you gave it to her,

that night that

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you came to go clear

Did you

Go To Measure 9

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ever

go clear ?

Famous Blue Raincoat Leonard Cohen 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 with 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 When 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.