Yankee Lady - Jesse Winchester

I lived with the decent folks

In the hills of old Vermont

Where what you do all day

Depends on what you want

And I took up with a woman there

Though I was still a kid

And I smile like the sun

To think of the loving that we did

She rose each morning and went to work

And she kept me with her pay

I was making love all night

And playing guitar all day

And I got apple cider and homemade bread

To make a man say grace

And clean linens on my bed

And a warm feet fire place

Yankee lady so good to me,

Yankee lady just a memory

Yankee lady so good to me,

Your memory that’s enough for me An autumn walk on a country road

And a million flaming trees

I was feeling uneasy

Cause there was winter in the breeze

And she said, «Oh Jesse, look over there,

The birds are southward bound

Oh Jesse, I’m so afraid

To lose the love that we’ve found.»

Yankee lady so good to me,

Yankee lady just a memory

Yankee lady so good to me,

Your memory that’s enough for me I don’t know what called to me But I know that I had to go

I left that Vermont town

With a lift to Mexico

And now when I see myself

As a stranger by my birth

The Yankee lady’s memory

Reminds me of my worth

Yankee lady so good to me,

Yankee lady just a memory

Yankee lady so good to me,

Your memory that’s enough for me