It's a big, flat land And it's right next door Strong strong coffee Pimps and who*es The heat comes down Like a hundred suns Girls with tans Cops with guns Oh Susannah Don't you cry for me Just come on home now Across the cold green sea Just come on home now You look so pale As the light is fading I'll tell you my tale The darkness gathers Under the eaves Listen while I tell you That even if you leave You will return You will return, you will return I had a soft white rope Around your back You took the weight I took the slack The rain still falls here It holds me so The way I held you So long ago I see the hot winds shake you Like a leafless tree Why can't you let them burn And return to me You will return You will return, you will return You will return, you will return