Out on the Weekend

I think i'll pack it in and buy a pick-up
Take it down to LA
Find a place to call my own
Try to fix up
Start a brand new day
The woman i'm thinking of
She loved me all up
I'm so down today
She's so fine
She's in my mind
I hear her callin'

See the lonely boy
Out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay
Can't relate to joy
He tries to speak and
Can't begin to say

She's got pictures on the wall
They make me look up
From her big brass bed
Now i'm running down the road
Just trying to stay up
Somewhere in her head
The woman i'm thinking of
She loved me all up
I'm so down today
She's so fine
She's in my mind
I hear her callin'

See the lonely boy
Out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay
Can't relate to joy
He tries to speak and
Can't begin to say
See the lonely boy
Out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay
Can't relate to joy
He tries to speak and
Can't begin to say



Credits
Writer(s): Neil Young
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