Doe Was The Loving Kind

(альбом: Somewhere In America - 1982)

Doe was the loving kind
One of the Big Sur gypsies
And she'd spend all the treasures I would bring
And she'd sit in the sun, and she'd sing

She walked the harbor night
Bright as a beacon shining
And she'd run out of people who would care
For the flowers and the grey in her hair

She loved me one last time
We both enjoyed the memories
We were good as we thought we used to be
'Though by now we know nothing is free

She walked me to the road
She said she liked my Porsche
And she walked back with no shoes on her feet
And that made my sadness complete

All she really wanted was a way to love
But all she ever had was stars above
Too cold to love

She said
"Bury my ashes in Monterey Bay
Don't let nobody sing a peace song
You're just hot when you're young
And you're cold when you're old
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh"