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