(J.R. Robertson) Well I know she's a tracker, any scarlet would back her And they say she's a chooser, but I just can't refuse her She was just there, but then she can't be there no more And as my mind unweaves, I feel the freeze down in my knees But just before she leaves, she receives. She's been down in the dunes and she's dealt with the goons Now she drinks from the bitter cup, I'm trying to get her to give it up She was just here, I fear she can't be there no more And as my mind unweaves, I feel the freeze down in my knees But just before she leaves, she receives It's long, long when she's gone, I get weary holding on Now I'm coldly fading fast, I don't think I'm gonna last Very much longer. 'Well she's stoned' said the Swede, and the moon calf agreed I'm like a viper in shock with my eyes in the clock She was just there somewhere and here I am again And as my mind unweaves, I feel the freeze down in my knees But just before she leaves, she receives
