Originally by Neil Young



Think I'll pack it in and buy a pickup

Take it down to L.A.

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

Start a brand new day

The woman I'm thinking of, she loved me all up

But I'm so down today

She's so fine, she's in my mind

I hear her callin'

See the lonely boy, out on the weekend

Trying to make it pay

Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and

Can't begin to say

She got pictures on the wall, they make me look up

>From her big brass bed

Now I'm running down the road trying to stay up

Somewhere in her head

The woman I'm thinking of, she loved me all up

But I'm so down today

She's so fine she's in my mind

I hear her callin'

See the lonely boy, out on the weekend

Trying to make it pay

Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and

Can't begin to say