Neil Young - Saddle Up The Palomino lyrics

Saddle Up The Palomino

Neil Young

Oh, oh, Carmelina,

The daughter

of the wealthy banker.

Since she came to town

all my friends are gone,

And I'm stuck

out here with melody.

Saddle up the palomino,

the sun is going down.

The way I feel,

this must be real.

If you can't cut it,

don't pick up the knife.

There's no reward

in your conscience stored

When you're sleepin'

with another man's wife.

Saddle up the palomino,

the sun is going down.

The way I feel,

this must be real.

I wanna lick the platter,

the gravy doesn't matter.

It's a cold bowl of chili

when love lets you down,

But it's the neighbor's wife

I'm after.

Saddle up the palomino,

the sun is going down.

The way I feel,

this must be real.