(3:22)

Written by Stephen Stills

(c) 1990 Gold Hill Music (ASCAP)





She's one of the guys, yeah and you can trust her.

Tell her anything.

She's so alive, she can shoot pool.

And she can really drive, she ain't afraid of nothin'

`Cept maybe boys with their minds on lovin'.



Tomboy, always with the wrong boy.

You need a strong boy, Tomboy, Tomboy.



I don't understand, she's never been close

To a lovin' man, she goes all a -quiver over these fools

That won't bother with her, she's so fine.

What can't I do with this love of mine?



Tomboy, always with the wrong boy.

You need a strong boy, Tomboy, Tomboy.



She's got a heart of gold, givin' you everything

Put herself on hold, thinks she can laugh enough

So you never see what she's coverin' up in her world.

There's thousands of friends and one lonely girl.



Tomboy, always with the wrong boy.

You need a strong boy, Tomboy, Tomboy.





Recorded at The Record Plant, Studio I (January 24th `90)



Lead Vocals:  Stephen Stills

Drums and Synth bass:  Joe Vitale

Bass:  Bob Glaub

Keyboards:  Stephen Stills

Electric Guitars:  Stephen Stills, David Crosby

Acoustic Guitar:  Graham Nash

Percussion:  Michito Sanchez