This is a lonely life

As I know you know too well

I'm thinking of you tonight

Here in the Sylvia Hotel

Smoking a cigarette

Drinking a glass of beer

Catching a conversation

I am trying not to hear

One more Why not Ok

Guess I'm glad I came

To stare at English Bay

Under all the rain

There's a cat in this bar right now

Twitching his tail away

I called with a soft meow

Maybe he only speaks Francais

You must be safe in bed

Down in your cowboy home

I don't wonder why you left

I wonder why you stayed so long

One more Why not Ok

I'm glad I came

And here's to English Bay

In the lovely rain

I found some matches from Durango in my pocket

But if I let my heart get sad then I can't stop it

And this is a lonely life

Though I think it suits me well

And everything's fine tonight

Here in the Sylvia Hotel