I left you on the debris   At the Sunday morning market   You were sorting thorough the odds and ends   You was looking for a bargain      I heard your footsteps at the front door   And that old familiar love song   'Cause you knew you'd find me waiting there   At the top of the stairs      And 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 worker's union   And you said they'll never change a thing   They won't fight, and they're not working      Oh you was my hero   But now you are my good friend   And I've been there and back   And now I know how far it is      But I left you on the debris   And we both know you got no money   And I wonder what you would've done   Without me hanging around   Without me hanging around   Without me hanging around