sittin' in your front yard tree hummin' a neil young song cryin' you can't come down because of what went wrong it's getting cold you gonna let your daddy know what's lost is lost now they told you not to go it was a long walk home that night pulsed by the change of the westmoreland light you locked your knees and you locked 'em tight but someone put up a better fight lying by your thirteenth lover turning your back away won't even hold his hand and why you cannot say it's getting sad you gonna let your lover know what's lost is lost now they told you not to go chorus sittin' by yourself again thinkin' bout that autumn eve you start to use it well you wear it on your sleeve it's pretty cheap when you convinced yourself it's so if you had that night again you know that you'd still go chorus