I left you on the debris
At the Sunday morning market
You were sorting through the odds and ends

You was looking for a bargain

I heard your footsteps at the front door

In that old familiar love song
Cause you knew you'd find me waiting there
At the top of the stairs


I went there and back
Just to see how far it was

And you, you tried to tell me
But I had to learn for myself




There's more trouble at the depot

With the general workers union
And you said they'll never change a thing
Well, they won't fight and they're not working


Oh you was my hero
Now you are my good friend

I've been there and back
And I know how far it is


But I left you on the debris
Now we both know you got no money
And I wonder what you would have done

Without me hanging around