(David Crosby and Jeff Pevar) One, two, three ... Over the northern border Up where it's always been Out in the great wheat ocean There lives a great north wind It blew around Katies' ankles It blew all around her feet Blew her mind into the snowdrift Along the edges of the street Katie did, Katie did Katie did what had to be done Katie did, Katie did What she did was run She ran down to the music She ran down to the light Feel the drumbeat movin' her feet Made her just as high as a kite She had been singing along with the records Pretending she was in front of the band She had a pretty good ear and legs up to here When she did it she felt just grand She went down to Chicago She went down to LA Sometimes no one listened sometimes they did Sometimes she got to play But sometimes she'd miss her wheatfield A sky like a big blue bowl Guitar would start talking to her heart The girl was meant to rock and roll Katie did, Katie did Katie did what had to be done Katie did, Katie did Katie did what had to be done Katie did, Katie did Katie did what had to be done