(Ronnie Lane). I left you on the debris. At the Sunday morning market. You were sorting through the odds and ends. You was looking for a bargin. 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. I wouldn't of went back. Just to see how far it was. And you looked shocked to tell me. But I had to love her myself. Theres more trouble at the depot. With the general workers union. And they said they'll never change a thing. Well they won't fight and their not working. Oh you was my hero. Hell 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.