(3:22)
Written by Stephen Stills
(c) 1990 Gold Hill Music (ASCAP)

She's one of the guys, yeah and you can trust her.
Tell her anything.
She's so alive, she can shoot pool.
And she can really drive, she ain't afraid of nothin'
`Cept maybe boys with their minds on lovin'.

Tomboy, always with the wrong boy.
You need a strong boy, Tomboy, Tomboy.

I don't understand, she's never been close
To a lovin' man, she goes all a
-quiver over these fools
That won't bother with her, she's so fine.
What can't I do with this love of mine?

Tomboy, always with the wrong boy.
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She's got a heart of gold, givin' you everything
Put herself on hold, thinks she can laugh enough
So you never see what she's coverin' up in her world.
There's thousands of friends and one lonely girl.

Tomboy, always with the wrong boy.
You need a strong boy, Tomboy, Tomboy.

Recorded at The Record Plant,
Studio I (January 24th `90)

Lead Vocals: Stephen Stills
Drums and Synth bass: Joe Vitale
Bass: Bob Glaub
Keyboards: Stephen Stills
Electric Guitars: Stephen Stills, David Crosby
Acoustic Guitar: Graham Nash
Percussion: Michito Sanchez