Jemima Surrender - The Band, Bob Clearmountain

Jemima Surrender, I’m gonna give it to you,

Ain’t no pretender, gonna ride in my canoe.

If I were a barker in a girly show,

Tell ya what I’d do, I’d lock the door, tear my shirt and let my river flow.

Oh, oh, Sweet Jemima wont’cha come out tonight?

The ground is so warm and the moon is so bright!

Jemima Surrender, I’m gonna give it to you,

I’ll bring over my Fender

And I’ll play all night for you.

There’s a bird on my head

And his mouth won’t talk,

You know he laughs just like a goose,

But looks like a hawk

Jemima, you know what I’m try’n to say,

Meet me in front and we’ll fly away.

You can change your name

You can find a new walk

You can change a lock, it’s all the same

You don’t have to give out

If you’ll only give in You can jump and shout

But can’t you see girl, that I’m bound to win

Jemima Surrender, I’m gonna give it to you,

Ain’t no pretender, gonna see my tattoo;

I hand you my rod and you hand me that line,

That’s what you do, now, we ain’t doing much fishin'

Or drinkin' any wine.

Sweet Jemima, if I were king

I’d fix you up with a diamond ring.