Debris

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