Written by Leonard Cohen

LYRICS
The woman in blue says she’s out for revenge
The man in white, that’s you, says he has no friends
The river is swollen up with rusty cans
Trees are burning in your promised land
And there are no letters in your mailbox
And there are no grapes upon your vine
And there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore
And there are no diamonds in your mine
Well you tell me that your lover has a broken limb
You say you’re kinda restless now and it’s all on account of him
Well I saw the man in question, it was just the other night
He was eating up a lady where the lions and Christians fight
And there are no letters in your mailbox
And there are no grapes upon your vine
And there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore
And there are no diamonds in your mine
Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine
Well there is no comfort in the covens of the witch
Some very clever doctor came and sterilized the bitch
And the only man of energy, he was the revolution’s pride
He trained a hundred women just to kill one unborn child
And there are no letters in your mailbox
And there are no grapes upon your vine
And there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore
And there are no diamonds in your mine
I said there are no letters in your mailbox, they’re all gone
There are no grapes upon your vine
And there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore
And there are no diamonds in your mine
And that’s all I got to say

CREDITS
Mark Linkous: Electric and acoustic guitars, voice
Bob Bortnick: Voice, guitar
Don Short: Drums
Mike Garacino: Bass
Denny Fongheiser: Drums, percussion
Al Perkins: Pedal steel
Honey West: Voice
Jeff Daniel: Keyboards
Chris Cacavas: Keyboards
Dave Woodford: Saxes
Doug Atwell: Fiddle

PRODUCTION
Recorded at Rumbo Recorders
Produced by Greg Edwards
Engineered by Stan Katayama
Assisted by Gina Immel
Mixed by Greg Edward and Jim Dineen at Grey Room
Mastered by Stephen Marcussen at Precision Mastering

RELEASES
Dancing Hoods: Hallelujah Anyway

Note: Credits refer to album not song…