Pietà per chi ti ama - Massimo Ranieri

I was in an all night movie

When I heard the usher say

Here comes the midnight cowboy

Got his gun hired out for pay;

You were walking kind of faded

From the Netherlands Hotel

With your hat tipped off to ladies

Really looking well.

Aw Joe, why don't you go back home?

Really hate to see you falling down

Get out of town.

Well you came to New York City With a calendar full of gold

Now they locked it up in the bedroom

And they kicked you out in the cold;

Now you can't afford a little blanket

You can get one from a friend

You can trick one off the corner

You can even keep the change - to spend.

Hey Joe, why don't you go back home?

Really hate to see you come falling down

Get out of town.

There's a soldier in the depot

He's a fighting nightingale

Wearing western boots and buckskin on

Reading fortunes from the penny scale;

Now today he's got a a quarter

For the photograph machine

But tomorrow he'll be lonely lonely

That's the way it's always been.

Poor Joe, why don't you go back home?

Really hate to see you falling down

Get out of town.

I was in an all night movie

When I heard the usher say

Here comes the midnight cowboy again

Got his gun hired out for pay;

You were walking kind of faded

From the Netherlands hotel

Hat tipped off to ladies

Tipped off to gentlemen as well.

Well Joe, why don't you go back home?

Find yourself a girl and settle down

Get out of town

Get out of town

Find yourself a girl, go and settle down

Hey Joe, looking more lost than found

Get out of town.