Rehearsals For Departure – Damien Jurado – letras

I’ll come down tomorrow morningAnd meet you at our new locationIn front of City BookstoreAcross the street from the railway stationShe tells me how her night was spentNursing coffee and cigarettesYou waited til your husband leftTo pack your things and off you wentHe wouldn’t notice that you’d leftTil morning when the drink wore offHe stayed out all night with his friendsNever to return againIn front of City BookstoreAcross the street from the railway stationYou show up with your suitcaseTen dollars and a sad expressionShe tells me that it’s all over nowShe’s done her time and now she’s outFrom the prison that she calls a houseWhere she stayed put while he went outShe left him a note taped to the doorSaying, « Babe I won’t be back no moreI can’t find reasons for me to stayMarried to you and your cheating ways. »Walked her out to the trainCouldn’t hide my painOr these tears that flowFrom my eyes like rainThat September morning, 1959