If it was hope, if it was rope
It was an alcove built on a slope
I got to you over drinks and Martinis
And slight overdue
We wait for our background to sell us the news
How we got together, the night of the blues
Sitting in the bar, initialing a star
Caught in the circle of going so far
Out-street was a crier, and the lights blew a fuse
How we got together, the night of the blues
Now that I know you, and you know me too
Panic forgives me for trying to choose
The piano was dancing, the wind knew the tunes
How we got together, the night of the blues
I made a hat out of newspaper runes 
You had a chat with the men in the moons
We both had a chance to exchange our views
How we got together the night of the blues
How we got together the night of the blues
Notes: There are two versions of this song performance with some slight variants. The initial lines “If it was hope, if it was rope, It was an alcove built on a slope” are missing in one, and between the two versions there are also other slight variants such as “at the bar” instead of “in the bar”, “the wind knew the tunes” and the “the winds knew the tune”.