(Al Kooper, I. Levine) 



I can't quit her 

She's got a hold on me 

She got her hand on my soul 

I can't quit her 

'cause I see her face everywhere I go 

In the city streets, in the country fields 

In the back of my mind 

I know it can't be real 

For a woman to possess 

all the tenderness she had 

But the hands of time 

keep tickin' on my back 

'cause it's been so long 

since I had her back beside me, 

Yeah, I know 



I can't quit her 

'cause in my darkest night 

she comes on like a light 

I can't quite her 

Try as I may, with all my might 

She had a woman's touch 

And a young girls eyes, 

and in seconds flat I was pros'lytized 

turned around, 

and made to feel sweet love 

But the hands of time 

Keep tickin' on my back 

'cause it's been so long 

since I had her back beside me 



True love is somethin' 

ev'ry young boy knows about 

and he fights his whole soul all the best to find some 

I was a young boy 

'till I held her in my arms 

now I find that I'm strung out behind some 



Hey!



I can't quit her 

She got her hand on me 

she got a hold on my soul 

'cause I see her face everywhere I go 

I can't quit her, woo ooo yeah 

I know 

You know I see her face 

Everywhere I go! 

I need her...I need the little girl 



(Backwards Guitar Solo) 

(Horns until fade)