Think I’ll pack it in and buy a pick up,

take it down to L.

A.

Find a place to call my own and try to fix up,

start a brand new day.

The wom an I’m think in’ of she loved me all up,

but I’m so down to day.

She’s so fine, she’s in my mind, I hear her call in’:

See the lone ly boy

out on the week end,

try in’ to make it (A)pay.

Can’t re late to joy,

he tries to speak and

can’t be gin to (A)say.

She got pic tures on the wall, they make me look up

from her big brass bed.

Now I’m run ning down the road

try ing to stay up

some where in her head.

The wom an I’m think in’ of she loved me all up,

but I’m so down to day.

She’s so fine, she’s in my mind, I hear her call in’: