Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Kurt Huget
Throw your toast upon the water
It rolls back a hundredfold
See that red tide on the water, mama
Coming back as was foretold
I got nothing to complain of
Sugar babe, what can I say?
I got nothing to complain of
But I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna do it anyway
I left my heart in San Francisco
I left my head in West L.A.
I lost my wallet off [Saint Isto]
It was nearly empty anyway
All my birds come home to roost now
All their feathers shorn away
And I could use a little boost now
I guess I've strayed as far as I can stray
Worried mind, worried mind, worried in mind
Worried mind, worried mind, worried in mind
The fat is in the fire
And the crows are in the corn
Yeah the fat is in the fire, mama
Evil luck since I've been born
The fox is in the penthouse
And the wolf is on the town
I don't mean to sit and grouse, babe
But I don't intend to take it lying down
The neighbor's hound's been barking
From midnight to the dawn
I just bent my fender parking
I slipped in dog muck on my lawn, John
I could take all in stride, girl
It wouldn't shake me to the core
If I had you by my side, girl
And if I thought you loved me, you loved me anymore
Worried mind, worried mind, worried in mind
Worried mind, worried mind, worried in mind
I spent a long and lonely winter
Followed by a spring of rain
And I won't even speak of summer
So hand me down my walking cane
I see the checkered leaves are falling
I might head south but I don't know
Still got hope you may be calling
Baby, calling, even just to say hello
Now it ain't as bad as I'm pretending
I'm just trying to make a point
I won't break but I've been bending
So far back I'm out of joint
I know I never was the picture
Of romance, that's not my style
More like a busted household fixture
But, Jesus, Pearl, how I miss your loving smile
Worried mind, worried mind, worried in mind
Worried mind, worried mind, worried in mind
Recordings | |||||
Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
2003 | Rio Lindo | Moonlight Rodeo |