Текст Robert Cray – He Don’t Live Here Anymore

I still remember
The day I went home
The taxi dropped me on the street
And I stood there all alone

I saw a lady on the porch
That I knew from years before
She said, «Sorry about your father.»
From behind the closed screen door

«Sorry about your father.»
«He don’t live here, no more.»
«Sorry about your father.»
«I saw them close the hearse door.»
«He don’t live here no more.»

Unopened letter
Unanswered calls
We were two separate men
Behind our stone walls

A chilled wind was blowin’
A cold October rain
And, as I stood before the house
It was silently saying:

«Sorry about your father.»
«He don’t live here, no more.»
«Sorry about your father.»
«I saw them close the hearse door.»
«He don’t live here no more.»

«Sorry about your father.»
«I remember that day.»
«Sorry about your father.»
«I saw them take him away.»

«Sorry about your father.»
«I remember that day.»
«Ohh, when I went home, fell down on my knees.»
«Raised up my right hand.»
«And I cried please, please, please.»
«If I had just a little more time.»
Yeah