: Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in
s pride I go to search for the yellow moon and the fathers of our sons Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold and the healing waters run Trampling
: Has anybody here seen Razor Face I heard he's back looking for a place to lay down Must be getting on Needs a man who's young to walk him round Needs
: We've moved on six miles from where we were yesterday And yesterday is but a long long ways away So we'll camp out tonight beneath the bright starlight
: If it came to pass that they should ask What could I tell them Would they criticize behind my back Maybe I should let them Oh if only then and only
looks like rain We'll come again next Thursday afternoon The In-laws hope they'll see you very soon But is it in your conscience that you're after Another glimpse of the madman across the water
: Boston at last and the plane's touching down Our hostess is handing the hot towels around From a terminal gate to a black limousine It's a ten minute
: And now that it's all over The birds can nest again I'll only snow when the sun comes out I'll shine only when it starts to rain And if you want a
If it came to pass that they should ask What could I tell them Would they criticize behind my back Maybe I should let them Oh if only then and only then
Boston at last and the plane's touching down Our hostess is handing the hot towels around From a terminal gate to a black limousine It's a ten minute
And now that it's all over The birds can nest again I'll only snow when the sun comes out I'll shine only when it starts to rain And if you want a drink
's pride I go to search for the yellow moon and the fathers of our sons Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold and the healing waters run Trampling
Levon wears his war wound like a crown He calls his child Jesus `Cause he likes the name And he sends him to the finest school in town Levon, Levon
Has anybody here seen Razor Face I heard he's back looking for a place to lay down Must be getting on Needs a man who's young to walk him round Needs
We've moved on six miles from where we were yesterday And yesterday is but a long long ways away So we'll camp out tonight beneath the bright starlight
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the