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Honey, the way you play guitar makes me feel so

Sixty Days

Makes me feel so masochistic

The way you go down low deep into the neck

And I would do anything, and I would do anything and Patty Hearst

You're standing there in front of the Symbionese

Honey, the way you play guitar makes me feel so, makes me feel so

Liberation army flag with your legs spread

masochistic. The way you go down low deep into the neck and I

I was wondering will you get it every night

would do anything, and I would do anything and Patty Hearst,

From a black revolutionary man and his women or whether you really did

you're standing there in front of the Symbionese Liberation Army

flag with your legs spread, I was wondering will you get it every

night from a black revolutionary man and his women or whether you

really did and now that you're on the run what goes on in your

mind, your sisters they sit by the window, you know your mama

doesn't sit and cry and your daddy, well you know what your daddy

said, Patty, you know what your daddy said, Patty, he said, he

said, he said, "Well, sixty days ago she was such a lovely

child, now here she is with a gun in her hand."

Hey Joe

Hey Joe, where're you going with that gun in your hand ?

Hey Joe, I said where're you goin' with that gun in your hand

I'm gonna go shoot my ol' lady,

You know I found her messing around town with another man

And you know that ain't cool, watch me.

Hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down,

You shot her down to the ground, you shot her.

Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did I shot her, I shot her,

I caught her messin' round with some other man,

So I got on my truck, I gave her the gun and I shot her,

I shot her, shoot her one more time for me.

And now that you're on the run what goes on in your mind

Hey Joe, where you gonna, where you gonna run to,

Your sisters they sit by the window

You know your mama doesn't sit and cry and your daddy

Well you know what your daddy said

Patty, you know what your daddy said

Patty, he said, he said, he said

Well, sixty days ago she was such a lovely child

Now here she is with a gun in her hand

Hey Joe, hey Joe, where're you going with that gun in your hand?

Hey Joe, I said where're you goin' with that gun in your hand?

I'm gonna go shoot my ol' lady

You know I found her messin' around town with another man

And you know that ain't cool, watch me

Hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down

You shot her down to the ground, you shot her

Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did, I shot her, I shot her

I caught her messin' round with some other man

So I got on my truck, I gave her the gun and I shot her

I shot her, shoot her one more time for me

Hey Joe, where you gonna, where you gonna run to?

Where you gonna run to, Joe, where you gonna run to ?

Go get a cover, I'm gonna go down south

Go get a cover.

I'm gonna go down south to Mexico

I'm gonna go down South, I'm gonna go down South to Mexico,

I'm going down, down, down to Mexico where a man can be free

No one's gonna put a noose around my neck

No one's gonna put a noose around my neck,

No one is gonna give me life, no

No one is gonna give me life, no.

I'm goin' down to Mexico, I'm going down

I'm goin' down to Mexico, I'm going down.

You're not going to hear 'em stand there

And look at the stars as big as holes in the arms

And the stars like a back truck electric flag

And I'm standing there under that flag with your carbine

Between my legs, you know I felt so free of death beyond me

Between my legs, you know, I felt so free of death beyond me

I felt so free, the F.B.I. is looking for me baby,

I felt so free, the F.B.I. is looking for me baby

But they'll never find me, no, they can hold me down like a

And I'm still on the run and they can speculate what I'm free

And I'm still on the run and they can speculate what I'm fee

But daddy, daddy, you'll never know just what I was feelin',

But daddy, daddy, you'll never know just what I was feelin'

But I'm sorry I am no little pretty little rich girl,

But I'm sorry, I am no little pretty little rich girl

I am nobody's million dollar baby, I am nobody's Patsy anymore

I am nobody's million dollar baby, I am nobody's patsy anymore

I'm nobody's million dollar baby, I'm nobody's Patsy anymore

I'm nobody's million dollar baby, I'm nobody's patsy anymore

And I feel so free.

And I feel so free

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