Tác giả : Phil Ochs
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The first time that i called you in that old new york hotel 
It was halloween all over with that trick you played so well 
I woke you up from dreaming singing songs of yesterday 
We took a drive to newport to hear st. peter play 
 
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Dust on you mouth, legends on your mind 
Hanging out with bogart in some bygone place and time 
Sing me your sweet changes when i'm feeling down and blue 
And i'll treasure precious hours that i stole away with you 
 
Oh the muggy nights in soho, i had so much to learn 
You gave me wings to fly away and asked for no return 
Lon chaney's ghost beside you wore the face of mickey finn 
And i never once suspected that you and he were friends 
 
The last that i saw you you weren't really even there 
I cried when i heard you come across out on the air 
You bid your last farewell just like your first hello 
And i'll always think about you when i pass through ohio