Brooklyn, Goodbye - Black 47

Josie, are you listenin', can you pull the veil apart

Is the circle still unbroken, can you touch my serpent heart

Is the light still in your window, the latch open on your door

Or does some stranger occupy my footprints on your floor

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye in the wind and the pourin' rain

Latino boys call out your name

Why can’t you still be mine

Brooklyn, goodbye

Why did I ever leave you, was I clean out of my head

To rise up on that blue Monday and quit your perfumed bed

Though it all made perfect sense, I was such a fool

To leave behind the one who loved me more than all the world

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye in the wind and the pourin' rain

Latino boys call out your name

It’s getting harder to recall when you were mine

Brooklyn, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

I just can’t deal with the way

Those Bay Ridge boys all know your game

Why can’t you still be mine

Brooklyn, goodbye

Now the storm is over and the streets are sparkling clean

Do you sit upon your fire escape and read your Mister Greene

Though we did the best for everyone concerned

The price we paid cannot be measured in literary terms

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye in the wind and the pourin' rain

Down on 47th, Latino boys call out your name

It’s getting harder to recall when you were mine

Brooklyn, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

I just can’t deal with the way

Those Bay Ridge boys all know your game

Why can’t you still be mine

Brooklyn, goodbye