I’m gonna find me a reckless woman/ with razor blades and dice in her eyes/ just a touch of sadness in her fingers/ thunder and lightning in her thighs
Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas/ she got 80ft of waterline/ nicely making way
I knew her smile in an instant/ I knew the curve of her face/ it was my own lovely lady/
And she said, oh it’s you/ tben we laughed for a moment/ and I said, I never knew
Stood alone on a mountain top/
Starin’ out at the Great Divide/
I could go east, I could go west
It was all up to me to decide/
Just then I saw a young hawk flyin’/And my soul began to rise/And pretty soon/My heart was singin’
I cast my spell of love on you, a woman from a child/But try to understand/try to understand/
Oh, oh, try, try, try to understand/He’s a magic man/ he’s got the magic hands
From somewhere outside/ I hear the street vendor cry/ Filé gumbo
Fifteen cars/ and Fifteen restless riders/three conductors/ and twenty sacks or mail
We fired our cannons till the barrels melted down/ then we grabbed an alligator up and fought another round/ we filled his head with cannonballs/ and powered his behind/ and when we set the powder off/ the gator lost his mind
You have a way of doing little things that turn me on/ like standing in the kitchen/ in your faded cotton gown/ with your hair all up in curlers/ I’d still love to lay you down.
And the silent bell/ of truth for me/ will soon be dead ringing/ in this cold and lonely/ New York City snow