"Cordoba" lyrics - JOHN CALE

A man was sleeping under a tree
He wrote to me from Cordoba
After the theatre, we went to his house
He's a very generous Cordoban

We waited at the door, but he didn't come
According to his father, he's very ill

There was a long line of cars in front of me
I came as soon as I could
I left without paying, a suitcase under my arm
I won't see you until Sunday
I'll come as soon as I can

I'll meet you alone in the shoe shop near the bakery
By the two-storey house, very pretty, like a villa

The lift stops between two floors
You start to walk towards the station
I walk towards the bus
We'll have to wait at the station
Leave the parcel on the top deck

You start to walk towards the station

[repeats]

I'll walk towards the bus
You walk towards the station