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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Willie Nelson
Willie Nelson
Guitare
Jim "Moose" Brown
Jim "Moose" Brown
Orgue
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Batterie
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Basse acoustique
Bobby Terry
Bobby Terry
Guitare électrique
James Mitchell
James Mitchell
Guitare électrique
Mickey Raphael
Mickey Raphael
Harmonica
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Leonard Cohen
Leonard Cohen
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Production
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

My friends have gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I used to play And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not coming on I'm just paying my rent every day in the tower of song I said to Hank Williams, "How lonely does it get?" Hank Williams hasn't answered me yet But I hear him coughing, all night long 'Bout a hundred floors above me, in the tower of song I was born like this, I had no choice I was born with the gift of a golden voice And 27 angels from the great beyond They tied me to this table, right here, in the tower of song So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll I'm very sorry, baby, it don't look like me at all I'm standing by the window where the light is strong And they don't let a woman kill you, not in the tower of song You can say that I've grown bitter, but of this you may be sure The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor There's a mighty judgment comin', but I may be wrong You see, you hear them funny voices in the tower of song I see you standing on the other side I don't know how this river got so wide I loved you, baby, way back when All the bridges burned that we might have crossed But I feel so close to everything that we lost We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track But you'll be hearing from me, baby, long after I'm gone I'll be speaking to you sweetly from my window in the tower of song Yeah, my friends are gone and my hair is gray I ache in the places where I used to play And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not coming on I'm just paying my rent, every day in the tower of song
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