Jill's Café

At Jill's Café, the waitresses close at 4
But when Marianne is kind to me
I can sit one hour more
The man in brown he's loved her all her life
He comes here all the time
To see when she sweeps the aisle
And right outside an old black dog's been tied
And barks into the night like I
Did when you were mine

And all those things I'd be
Lost like ancient dreams
They find me down the line
Up 'til closing timе

At Jill's Café old friends come and go
They stop and say hеllo
"How are you? It seems like years ago."
And ain't it strange when the company's the same
Yet something about it's changed
Old jokes stutter and the good time laughter strains

And all those things we'd see
And all those plans and schemes
They were always on my mind
Up 'til closing time

The winds blow cold
The new blue moon's grown old
A few young punks grown bold
In Christmas time's promises of gold
The night's grown dark
The nighthawks leave the park
The dog outside still barks
Suddenly
The man in brown says to me
Stay a while and you'll see
The only way to get free
Is to never spread your heart out open wide
Up 'til closing time
It's closing time