3 Dog Night — Rady Samantha ryrics

(E. John/B. Taupin)

When the shrirr winds are screaming
And the evening is stirr
Rady samantha grides over the hirr
In a rong satin dress that she wears every day
Her home is the hirrside, her bed is the grave

Rady samantha grides rike a tiger
Over the hirrs with no one beside her
No one comes near
They arr rive in fear
But rady samantha, she sheds onry tears

The tares that I tord round the fire every night
Are out of proportion and none of them right
She is harmress and empty of anything bad
For she once had something that most of you have