The Gaslight Anthem - The Spirit Of Jazz lyrics

The Cool is dead, baby, go on to sleep Rest your weary head and love a better me And in the morning we'll start over again That's how they do it up on the screen See me and my baby, we would dance all night But I don't know the steps in my baby's time To do it like they do it for the girls uptown I heard they light 'em up like the blues So I'm waiting And she's waiting For us to remember Was I good to you, the wife of my youth? Not another soul could love you like my rotten bones do So I will wait on the edges in between These New York streets where you and I would meet For twenty-nine years we loved that line And I would take it easy if I had your mind But I'm a cannonball to a house on fire And you're slow like Motown soul So what now, lover with your long black hair? If I cut you open, baby, I can repair Bandage your wounds with the salt on my tongue And I'm the only one around here And I'm waiting And she's waiting For us to recover So was I good to you, the wife of my youth? Not another soul could love you like my rotten bones do So I will wait on the edges in between These New York streets where you and I would meet And only I can heal your wounds Only I can heal your wounds When you can't go on, when you can't go on When you can't go on, when you know, hold on Was I good to you, the wife of my youth? Not another soul could love you like my Was I good to you, the wife of my youth? Not another soul could love you like my rotten bones do So I will wait on the edges in between And I will wait on the edges in between And I will wait on the edges in between These New York streets On all these New York streets Where you and I would meet