The Stranger Song (Live) [06/25/76 Montreux Jazz Festival, Casino de Montreux, Montreux, Switzerland] Songtext
von Leonard Cohen

It′s true that all the men you knew were dealers
Who said they were through with dealing
Every time you gave them shelter
I know that kind of man, it's hard to hold the hand of anyone
Who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
Who is reaching for the sky just to surrender

And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind
You find he did not leave you very much, not even laughter
Like any dealer, he was watching for the card that is so high and wild
He′ll never need to deal another
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger

And then leaning on your window sill
He'll say one day you caused his will
To weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet an old schedule of trains, he'll say
"I told you when I came, I was a stranger"
"I told you when I came, I was a stranger"


But now another stranger seems to want you to ignore his dreams
As though they were the burden of some other
Oh, you′ve seen that man before, his golden arm dispatching cards
But now it′s rusted from the elbow to the finger
And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter
Yes, he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter

Ah, you hate to watch another tired man lay down his hand
Like he was giving up the holy game of poker
And while he talks his dreams to sleep, you notice there's a highway
That is curling up like smoke above his shoulder
It′s curling just like smoke above his shoulder

You tell him to come in, sit down, but something makes you turn around
The door is open, you can't close your shelter
You try the handle of the road, it opens, do not be afraid
It′s you, my love, you who are the stranger
And it's you, my love, you who are the stranger

"Well, I′ve been waiting, I was sure
We'd meet between the trains we're waiting for
I think it′s time to board another
Please, understand, I never had a secret chart
To get me to the heart of this or any other matter"
When he talks like this, you don′t know what he's after
When he speaks like this, you don′t know what he's after


"Let′s meet tomorrow, if you choose
Upon the shore, beneath the bridge
That they are building on some endless river"
Then he leaves the platform for the sleeping car that's warm
You realize he′s only advertising one more shelter
And it comes to you, he never was a stranger
And you say, "Okay, the bridge or someplace later"

And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind
You find he did not leave you very much, not even laughter
Like any dealer, he was watching for the card that is so high and wild
He'll never need to deal another
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger

And leaning on your window sill
He'll say one day you caused his will
To weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet
An old schedule of trains, he′ll say
"I told you when I came, I was a stranger
I told you when I came, I was a stranger
I told you when I came, I was a stranger"