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点击复制His Jacket Still hangs - Soul Blues Icon
The closet smells like old spice and dust
Where his denim jacket still gathers rust
It's been four cold winters since he went away
But his coat still hanging like he's back someday
Mama never moved it, just shut the door
Said that coat seemed more love than I bargain for
It's got tears in the cuffs and a patched up sleeve
But it holds more stories than you'd believe
His jacket still hangs there by the stairs
Like it's waiting on boots and a porch light glare
Like he'll walk in and say what's for stew
Whistle a tune like he used to do
But all we got is that old warm wear
His jacket still hangs there
Found a note in the pocket, folded twice
Don't wait up, I'll make things right
We never saw him except in dreams that fade
But we still set his place and say his name
Love ain't always loud, it lingers quiet
Like a coat on a hook or an old man's diet
Mama says let it stay, let it be
Some ghosts don't need to be set free
His jacket still hangs there like the past
Like the smell of rain or a photograph
It ain't warm but it still holds tight
The shape of a man who vanished one night
Yeah, some threads you just can't tell
So his jacket still hangs there