The Old Laughing Lady

The Old Laughing Lady - Neil Young

Lyrics by：Neil Percival Young

Composed by：Neil Percival Young

Don't call pretty

Peggy she can't hear you no more

Don't leave no message 'round her back door

They say the old laughing lady been here before

She don't keep time she don't count score

You can't have a cupboard if there ain't no wall

You got to move there's no time left to stall

They say the old laughing lady dropped by to call

And when she leaves she leaves nothing at all

See the drunkard of the village falling on the street

Can't tell his ankles from the rest of his feet

But he loves his old laughing lady

'Cause her taste is so sweet

But laughing lady's loving

Ain't the kind he can keep

There's a fever on the freeway

Blacks out the night

There's a slipping on the stairway

Just don't feel right

And there's a rumbling in the bedroom

And a flashing of light

There's the old laughing lady

Everything is alright