Fall
Hide your horses, hold your tongue
Hang the rich and spare the young
Who drained the spirits from the jars
Hop the fences, steal the cars
Run on fumes and from the law
And burn for us right through the fall
Harbour ladies call your name
Brush your hair like it could be tamed
Hitch their dresses past their knees
Then spill them to the floor like keys
They swing the bridges one and all
And burn for us right through the fall
All our running, hey hey hey
All our running, hey hey hey
All our running, hey hey hey
Time will seize the captain’s wheel
A mutiny we’ve come to feel
When where we’re aiming’s gone from view
With everything we thought to do
Oh, the devil won’t have me
I wonder who will, I wonder who will
All our running is a crawl
And burns for us right through the fall
All our running, hey hey hey
All our running, hey hey hey
All our running, hey hey hey
All our running
All our running
All our running
– 01 Jan 1970