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