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John Denver Miscellaneous Berkeley Woman I saw a Berkeley woman sittin' in her rockin chair 'Twas hard to believe what my eyes showed me then Well, I fin'ly realized there was hunger in my stare So with anger on her face and hurt in her eyes I guess she's prob'ly right, Oh, I guess I'm prob'ly wrong Well, now you've heard my story as plain as the light of day A dulcimer in her lap, a feather in her hair The color in her cheeks was just her natural skin In my mind I was swayin' with the woman in the rockin' chair She scratched me and & clawed me, she screamed & she cried I guess she's not too far away, she hasn't been gone very long It's hard to feel guilty for lovin' the ladies Her breasts swayed freely She wore no makeup But the lady I was livin' with Oh you don't give me near And I guess we could get together That's all I gotta say (To chorus) With the rhythm of the rockin' chair To make her look that way Was standin' right by my side All the lovin' that you should And try this one more time She was a sittin' and a singin' and a swayin' She was a natural mama with the red cheeks She saw my stare and she saw the hunger Yet you're ready to go and lay with her But I know the wanderlust would come again Her cheeks were red I declare What more can I say? And Lord it made her cry You're just no damn good! She'd only wind up cryin' (Chorus) Except a woman is the sweetest fruit Well, a woman is the sweetest fruit That God ever put on the vine That God ever put on the vine I'd no more love just one kind of woman I'd no more love just one kind of woman Than drink only one kind of wine Than drink only one kind of wine |
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