The Tragically Hip
Текст песни Montreal

she used to like lavender pantsuits long black velvet gloves
smiles across crowded rooms to the only boy she ever loved

don't you worry her mama's going to make her look good
don't you worry her mama's going to make her look good

she didn't care for leopard coats or tall thin millionaires
kissing girls on new year's eve sitting up in leather chairs

won't you give me the chance the chance to explain?
oh well explain away

the snow is so merciless on poor old montreal
in spite of everything that's happened in spite of it all

because a coward won't die alone
because a coward won't die alone
alone with this fear
think of you alone
no when we're with you