Famous Blue Raincoat/ Anthem (Live) First Aid Kit
"Famous Blue Raincoat/Anthem (Live)" by First Aid Kit, released in 2021, blends folk and indie elements (#Folk #Indie). The song reflects themes of heartache, longing, and the complexities of relationships, drawing inspiration from Leonard Cohen's "Famous Blue Raincoat." The lyrics convey a sense of introspection and emotional depth, exploring feelings of betrayal and nostalgia. Unique musical elements include haunting harmonies and a stripped-back arrangement, enhancing the raw emotion. The performance showcases First Aid Kit's vocal prowess, contributing to their cultural impact in contemporary folk music.
It's twelve in the morning in early December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening
I heard that you're building your little house out 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 her hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Oh, 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
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
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening
I heard that you're building your little house out 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 her hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Oh, 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
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
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