tom cunningham

You're Leaving Town - Text

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You're Leaving Town

The city has a certain sadness
That comes around each day at dusk
The luncheonette rolls down its shutters
The one where all the waitresses are brusque

You walk along that dirty river
With bottles broken on its banks
You gave all that you could give
And never heard a word of thanks

You're leaving town

Everybody loves a winner
Every loser has to pay
See all those happy folks a dinner
In this month's trendy "in" café

They say, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger
But you have your doubts, you must confess
You're not hangin' round here any longer
To put that theory to the test

You're leaving town

Everybody loves a winner
Every loser has to pay
See all those happy folks a dinner
In this month's trendy "in" café

They say, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger
But you have your doubts, you must confess
You're not hangin' round here any longer
To put that theory to the test

You're leaving town

You're leaving town

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