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• Artiste: John Wesley Harding
• Titre: The Wrong Goodbye
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The time on the clock on the wall in the bedroom Tells him it's time to leave Last glass of wine drowns the changes She wipes her eyes on her sleeve She's not crying she tries to persuade him No-one really believes No-one really believes He holds the gun hard to her forehead He's given her his best shot She cleaned the barrel while they made love It was the bullets that he forgot One day when he stopped lying next to her That was when the lying stopped That was when the lying stopped And it's the long goodbye It's the long goodbye It's the long goodbye But it's the wrong goodbye The telephone rings for an alarm clock Wakes her out of her latest nightmare The light bulb goes as she gets turned on Where the hell did she leave the spare Make up in a mirror that's been cracked six years One more left til she falls down the stairs Falls down the stairs It's the long goodbye It's the long goodbye It's the long goodbye But it's the wrong goodbye He's sitting on a windowsill looking out Even the laundromat is shut He'd write her a poem but he doesn't know how He smokes the day down to the butt One day they'll meet again in a rainstorm But it's gonna take a lot of guts It's gonna take a lot of guts It's the long goodbye It's the long goodbye It's the long goodbye It's the wrong goodbye