All you daughters, all you sons Learn your lesson from what I've done I threw away the gift of love Between every line I've ever sung A thousand times I looked you in the eye And every time I mixed the truth with lies But it seemed so good and it seemed so right Singing gospel in the yellow evening light Yesterday the world was mine And every trick I learned The only trick I remember now Is turning butterflies into worms Don't put no net down below Don't call for my hand or try to see me down slow As I turn away from the morning sun To the bottle upon the shelf So tell me who to turn to baby Who to turn to now, when you're with somebody else