I met her in a shooting gallery, speeding like a goose
Back when both of us were used to making strangers
She shook me down for all I had and every way but loose
But I was still too juiced to feel the danger
And anyway now, anymore you don't know which is worse
Falling out of love or left behind
I just seen the sweetest dreaming wind up like a curse
Maybe one too many times.
But she said, I
don't want you baby, I just want someone to hold me
I got too much rock and roll to be a wife
I've seen her roll herself into a tight and tiny ball
Like a belly-gunner crouching in a turret
I said, I recognize the symptoms, girl, I got the same disease
I just haven't got a clue to how to cure it
And any way, now, any more, you don't know who to trust
'Cause love is wild as lust and just as blind
Anyone who's ever gonna love me - better fool me first
And baby, maybe, I been one too many times.
But she said, I
don't want you baby, I just want someone to hold me
I got too much rock and roll to be a wife
- :
- Demos
- Extras
- The Cedar Creek Sessions
- Let the Music Play
- Feeling Mortal
- Closer To The Bone
- Miscellaneous
- Third World Warrior
- Repossessed
- To The Bone
- Shake Hands With The Devil
- Easter Island
- Surreal Thing
- Border Lord
- Jesus Was A Capricorn
- The Silver Tongued Devil and I
- A Moment Of Forever
- Live at the Philharmonic
- Live at RCA Studios 1972
- Live at the Big Sur Folk Festival