Yankee Lady

I lived with the decent folks in the hills of old Vermont

Where what you do all day depends on what you want

And I, I took up with a woman there, though I was still a kid

And I smile like the sun to think of the lovin' that we did

She rose each mornin' and went to work

And she kept me with her pay

I was makin' love all night and playin' guitar all day

And I got me apple cider and homemade bread

To make a man say grace

And clean linens on my bed and a warm feet fireplace

Yankee lady's so good to me

Yankee lady just a memory

Yankee lady's so good to me

Your memory, that's enough for me

An autumn walk on an old country road

And a million flaming trees

I was feelin' uneasy 'cause there was winter in the breeze

And she said, "Oh, Jesse, look over there"

The birds are southward bound

Oh, Jesse, I'm so afraid to lose the love that we found

Yankee lady's so good to me

Yankee lady just a memory

Yankee lady's so good to me

Your memory, that's enough for me

I don't know what called to me, but I know that I had to go

And I left that Vermont town with a lift to Mexico

And now, and now when I see myself as a stranger by my birth

The Yankee lady's memory reminds me of my worth

Yankee lady's so good to me

Yankee lady just a memory

Yankee lady's so good to me

Your memory, that's enough for me