I lived with the decent folks In the hills of old Vermont Where what you do all day Depends on what you want And I took up with a woman there Though I was still a kid And I smile like the sun To think of the loving that we did She rose each morning and went to work And she kept me with her pay I was making love all night And playing guitar all day And I got apple cider and homemade bread To make a man say grace And clean linens on my bed And a warm feet fire place Yankee lady so good to me, Yankee lady just a memory Yankee lady so good to me, Your memory that's enough for me An autumn walk on a country road And a million flaming trees I was feeling uneasy Cause there was winter in the breeze And she said, "Oh Jesse, look over there, The birds are southward bound Oh Jesse, I'm so afraid To lose the love that we've found." Yankee lady so good to me, Yankee lady just a memory Yankee lady so good to me, Your memory that's enough for me I don't know what called to me But I know that I had to go I left that Vermont town With a lift to Mexico And now when I see myself As a stranger by my birth The Yankee lady's memory Reminds me of my worth Yankee lady so good to me, Yankee lady just a memory Yankee lady so good to me, Your memory that's enough for me