Baby Mystic Lady
You do own my night
Put my dogs to fright
Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea
Sliding riding Sorceress
In your dungarees
Got me on my knees
The people in your life are cruel
Keep on riding that hard road
The lovers in you life are few
Keep on riding that hard road
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Pleasant crescent moon
Fills my heart with pain
Fills my toes with rain, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh Bobby you're a hobby
With the learned ones
Like a setting sun
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, the people in your life are cruel
Keep on riding that hard road
The lovers in you life are few
Keep on riding that hard road
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada
Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada