Neil Young. Neil Young.





1. The emperor of Wyoming.


Instrumental.


2. The loner.

He's a perfect stranger like a cross of himself and a fox. He's a feeling arranger and a changer of the ways he talks. He's the unforeseen danger, the keeper of the key to the locks. Know when you see him, nothing can free him. Step aside, open wide, it's the loner.

If you see him in the subway he'll be down at the end of the car, watching you move until he knows, he knows who you are. When you get off at your station alone, he'll know that you are. Know when you see him, nothing can free him. Step aside, open wide, it's the loner.

There was a woman he knew about a year or so ago. She had something that he needed and he pleaded with her not to go. On the day that she left he died but it did not show. Know when you see him, nothing can free him. Step aside, open wide, it's the loner.


3. If I could have her tonight.

All of a sudden she was on my mind, I wasn't ready for her kind and she was taking her time. What if she came to me, would she be kind? And if she stayed with me, do you think that she'd like to do anything, I would, or would she leave me?

Lately I've found myself losing my mind knowing how badly I need her, it's something hard to find. What if she came to me, would she be kind? And if she stayed with me, do you think that she'd like to do anything, I would, or would she leave me?

If I could have her tonight, does she want to go? Look at those eyes, does she want it? If I could have her tonight, if I could have her tonight, if I could have her tonight.


4. I've been waiting for you.

I've been looking for a woman to save my life, not to beg or to borrow. A woman with the feeling of losing once or twice, who knows how could it be tomorrow?

I've been waiting for you and you've been coming to me for such a long time now, such a long time now. I've been waiting for you and you've been coming to me for such a long time now, such a long time now.


5. The old laughing lady.

Don't call pretty Peggy, she can't hear you no more. Don't leave no message 'round her back door. They say the old laughing lady been here before, she don't keep time, she don't count score.

You can't have a cupboard if there ain't no wall. You got to move, there's no time left to stall. They say the old laughing lady dropped by to call and when she leaves, she leaves nothing at all.

See the drunkard of the village falling on the street, can't tell his ankles from the rest of his feet. He loves his old laughing lady 'cause her taste is so sweet. But his laughing lady's loving ain't the kind he can keep.

There's a fever on the freeway, blacks out the night. There's a slipping on the stairway, just don't feel right. And there's a rumbling in the bedroom and a flashing of light, t here's the old laughing lady, everything is all right.


6. Here we are in the years.

Now that the holidays have come they can relax and watch the sun, rise above all of the beautiful things they've done. Go to the country take the dog, look at the sky without the smog, see the world laugh at the farmers feeding hogs, eat hot dogs. What a pity that the people from the city can't relate to the slower things that the country brings.

Time itself is bought and sold. The spreading fear of growing old contains a thousand foolish games that we play. While people planning trips to stars, allow another boulevard to claim a quiet country lane, it's insane.

So the subtle face is a loser this time around. Here we are in the years where the showman shifts the gears, lives become careers, children cry in fear, let us out of here.


7. What did you do to my life?

When we were living together I thought that I knew you would stay. Still when you left me I tried to pretend we could make it some way. I don't care if all of the mountains turn to dust in the air, what did you do to my life? It isn't fair that I should wake up at dawn and not find you there, what did you do to my life?

It's hard enough losing without the confusion of knowing I tried. But you've made your mind up that I'll be alone, now there's nothing to hide. I don't care if all of the mountains turn to dust in the air, what did you do to my life? It isn't fair that I should wake up at dawn and not find you there, what did you do to my life? I don't care if all of the mountains turn to dust in the air, what did you do to my life? It isn't fair that I should wake up at dawn and not find you there, what did you do to my life?


8. I've loved her so long.

She's a victim of her senses, do you know her? Can you see her in the distance as she tumbles by? Veteran of a race that should be over, can you hear her sigh? With wings to fly, she rolls along doing it wrong.

Oh, I've loved her so long, oh, I've loved her so long. There's a place that I know, we could go, get away for a while. I can bring her the peace that she needs, give her reason to smile. Oh, I've loved her so long, oh, I've loved her so long. Oh, I've loved her so long, oh, I've loved her so long. Oh, I've loved her so long, oh, I've loved her so long. Oh, I've loved her so long, oh, I've loved her so long.


9. The last trip to Tulsa.

Well, I used to drive a cab, you know I heard a siren scream, pulled over to the corner and I fell into a dream. There were two men eating pennies and three young girls who cried, the west coast is falling, I see rocks in the sky. The preacher took his bible and laid it on the stool. He said: with the congregation running, why should I play the fool?

Well, I used to be a woman, you know, I took you for a ride, I let you fly my airplane, it looked good for your pride. 'Cause you're the kind of man, you know, Who likes what he says. I wonder what's it's like to be so far over my head. Well, the lady made the wedding and she brought along the ring, she got down on her knees and said: let's get on with this thing.

Well, I used to be a folk singer keeping managers alive, when you saw me on a corner and told me I was jive. So I unlocked your mind, you know, to see what I could see, if you guarantee the postage, I'll mail you back the key. Well I woke up in the morning with an arrow through my nose, there was an Indian in the corner tryin' on my clothes.

Well, I used to be asleep, you know, with blankets on my bed, I stayed there for a while ‘til they discovered I was dead. The coroner was friendly and I liked him quite a lot, if I hadn't 've been a woman I guess I'd never have been caught. They gave me back my house and car and nothing more was said.

Well, I was driving down the freeway when my car ran out of gas. Pulled over to the station but I was afraid to ask. The servicemen were yellow and the gasoline was green, although I knew I couldn't I thought that I was gonna scream. That was on my last trip to Tulsa, just before the snow, if you ever need a ride there, be sure to let me know.

I was chopping down a palm tree when a friend dropped by to ask, if I would feel less lonely, if he helped me swing the axe. I said: no, it's not a case of being lonely we have here, I've been working on this palm tree for eighty seven years. I said: no, it's not a case of being lonely we have here, I've been working on this palm tree for eighty seven years.

He said: go get lost! And walked towards his Cadillac, I chopped down the palm tree and it landed on his back.


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Año: 1968.
Procedencia de la banda: Toronto (Ontario), Canadá.
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