The bass note of the Dm7 is played open on the 6th string.


[Intro]
         
         


[Verse 1]
            
It's four in t

              
he morning, th

  
e end of Decem

ber
           
   I'm writing

              
 you now just 

   
to see if you'

re better
            
New York is co

         
ld, but I like

 where I'm liv

ing
           
There's music 

              
on Clinton Str

    
eet all throug

h the evening
            
  I hear that 

            
you're buildin

              
g your little 

            
house deep in 

    
the desert
            
  You're livin

             
g for nothing 

              
now, I hope yo

            
u're keeping s

            
ome kind of re

cord


[Chorus 1]
             
Yes, and Jane 

             
came by with a

              
 lock of your 


hair
             
She said that 

              
you gave it to

          
 her that nigh

              
t that you pla

            
nned to go cle

   
ar
             
  Did you ever

    
 go clear?


[Verse 2]
            
Ah, the last t

              
ime we saw you

      
, you looked s

o much older
           
Your famous bl

              
ue raincoat wa

  
s torn at the 

shoulder
            
You'd been to 

              
the station to

 
 meet every tr

ain
           
   And you cam

              
e home without

 
 Lili Marlene
            
And you treate

            
d my woman to 

            
a flake of you

  
r life
            
  And when she

           
 came back, sh

              
e was nobody's

 
 wife


[Chorus 2]
             
Well, I see yo

             
u there with t

              
he rose in you

       
r teeth
              
One more thin 

          
gypsy thief, w

              
ell, I see Jan

        
e's awake
             
  She sends he

    
r regards


[Instrumental]
         


[Verse 3]
            
And what can I

             
 tell you my b

rother, my kil

ler?
           
   What can I 

         
possibly say?
            
I guess that I

          
 miss you, I g

uess I forgive

 you
           
   I'm glad yo

              
u stood in my 


way
            
  If you ever 

          
come by here, 

              
for Jane or fo

  
r me
            
  Well, your e

             
nemy is sleepi

            
ng, and his wo

       
man is free


[Chorus 3]
             
Yes, and thank

             
s for the trou

             
ble you took f

        
rom her eyes
              
I thought it w

           
as there for g

             
ood, so I neve

       
r tried
             
And Jane came 

             
by with a lock

         
 of your hair
             
She said that 

              
you gave it to

          
 her that nigh

              
t that you pla

            
nned to go cle

   
ar
             
  Sincerely, L

  
. Cohen


[Outro]