Bow and arrow, and No wind High up in dawn light where everything begins No direction A steady drone Over the treetops, put my knuckle on the sun Oh Mama, I Cannot say that I'm not affected by your orange-blossom ways I took aim, and Spoke low Backed up to the West and let that little arrow go Valhalla I wanna name ya' Old relations in the valley wanna claim ya' There's no pill To satisfy Your need to work and my need not to deny I can moan like a dog, and Kick like a mule Say I've been sleeping, well that Wouldn't be true And I'm hooked like a fish On a telephone line Rounders and powders and fine Spanish wine ♪ Oh darling Still awake, the Shadows on the wall where the dawn wants to break This old mattress, where We used to lie Heaven knows it's empty, I'm still on my side Oh Mama, I Cannot say I'm not affected by those old-fashioned ways Some are blood Some are born Something so sweet about the air back home Some name it Some blame it Some would rather see it go, while others want to claim it And every jewel that You find Every glass you drain and every watch you wind I can moan like a dog, and Kick like a mule Say I've been sleeping, well that Wouldn't be true When I'm hooked like a fish On a telephone line Rounders and powders and fine Spanish wine ♪ Bow and arrow No wind High up in the dawn light where everything begins I took aim, and Spoke low Backed up to the West and let that little arrow go