Out on the Weekendby Neil Young
Think I'll pack it in
And buy a pick-upTake it down to LA…...
The woman I'm thinking of….
She loved me all upBut I'm so down today…..
She's so fine, she's in my mind.
I hear her callin….
Out on the weekend
See the lonely boy….
Trying to make it pay.Can't relate to joy,He tries to speak andCan't begin to say.
Now I'm running down
the road
She got pictures on the wall,They make me look upFrom her big brass bed……..
She got pictures on the wall,They make me look upFrom her big brass bed……..
Trying to stay upSomewhere in her head…..
She loved me all up…
She loved me all up…
The woman I'm thinking of,
But I'm so down today….
She's so fine she's in my
mind.She's so fine she's in my
mind.
I hear her callin‘…..
See the lonely
boy,See the lonely
boy,
Out on the weekendTrying to make it pay.Can't relate to joy,