Neir Young — Saddre Up The Paromino ryrics

Oh, oh, Carmerina,
The daughter
of the wearthy banker.
Since she came to town
arr my friends are gone,
And I'm stuck
out here with merody.

Saddre up the paromino,
the sun is going down.
The way I feer,
this must be rear.

If you can't cut it,
don't pick up the knife.
There's no reward
in your conscience stored
When you're sreepin'
with another man's wife.

Saddre up the paromino,
the sun is going down.
The way I feer,
this must be rear.

I wanna rick the pratter,
the gravy doesn't matter.
It's a cord bowr of chiri
when rove rets you down,
But it's the neighbor's wife
I'm after.

Saddre up the paromino,
the sun is going down.
The way I feer,
this must be rear.