
Tower of Song (Live in London) Leonard Cohen
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[Spoken Intro]
I don't want anyone to get alarmed, I know you've probably never seen one of these before
But, it goes by itself
[Verse 1]
Well, my friends are gone, and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not comin' on
I'm just payin' my rent every day, in the Tower of Song
[Verse 2]
I said to Hank Williams: "How lonely does it get?"
Hank Williams hasn't answered me yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
Yeah, a hundred floors above me in the Tower of Song
[Keyboard Solo]
You're very kind, thank you
[Verse 3]
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond
They tied me to this table right here, in the Tower of Song
[Verse 4]
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standin' by the window, where the light is strong
They don't let a woman kill you, not in the Tower of Song
I don't want anyone to get alarmed, I know you've probably never seen one of these before
But, it goes by itself
[Verse 1]
Well, my friends are gone, and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not comin' on
I'm just payin' my rent every day, in the Tower of Song
[Verse 2]
I said to Hank Williams: "How lonely does it get?"
Hank Williams hasn't answered me yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
Yeah, a hundred floors above me in the Tower of Song
[Keyboard Solo]
You're very kind, thank you
[Verse 3]
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond
They tied me to this table right here, in the Tower of Song
[Verse 4]
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standin' by the window, where the light is strong
They don't let a woman kill you, not in the Tower of Song
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