Phoebe Killdeer and the Short Straws He's Late Lyrics
            He's late
            I'm sitting in this bar
            It's eight p.m.
            And I am drinking a cool rhum
        
            I gaze across the room
            A lot of crystal, a lot of wine
            A lot of eyes running from a situation
            While I wait on mine
            While I wait on mine
        
            He's waiting by the station
            The train's late too
            Well, I hope to catch you still
            He's so proud of you
        
            He's my brother Harry
            He's coming to see me
            He's got some bad news
            He says from home
        
            I said "tell me more
            I want to hear it all"
            He says "no, I got to see you
            Can't over the phone"
        
            Too far to go
            Time's too short
            Too far to go
            Now that time's too short
        
            Who's the pilot of this plane
            Why does he have to dip now
            When all is going so well
        
            Sleep little child
            While I ride the ocean
            It won't be long now
            It won't be long now
        
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