She sits a lone by a lamp post

try’n’ to find a thought that’s es caped her mind.

She says, “Dad’s the one I love the most,

but Stipe’s not far be hind.”

This morn She nev er lets me in, on ly tells me where she’s been lieve say in’, “May be, when she’s had too much to drink.

some (G)day.”

I say that I don’t care, I just (D)run my hands n’t know just through her dark hair, and I pray to God you got ta help me fly a way.

ry for my self.

And just let her (C)cry

if the tears fall down like rain.

Let her (C)sing

if it eas es all her pain.

Let her (C)go,

let her walk right out on me.

And if the (D)sun comes up to mor row, let her (C)be,

let her (G)be.

This morn ing I woke up a lone, found a note stand ing by phone, lieve she was the be, same girl I be I’ll be back a (G)go.

I want ed to look you, you walked (D)in.

I did n’t on my what her to do, so I sat back down, you got ta had a beer and felt my for hand?” self.

Say in’, let her (C)cry

if the tears fall down like rain.

Let her (C)sing

if it eas es all her pain.

Let her (C)go,

let her walk right out on me.

And if the (D)sun comes up to mor row, let her (C)be,

let her (G)be.

(G)be,

let her (C)be,

oh, let her (G)be.