John Phillips - April Anne lyrics

April Anne with the red bandanna round her head Pretty Anne with the peaco*k feathered fan said That the sash around her waist turned to lead And her jingle-jangled f*ggot friend was dead And the wine he spilled stained her pillow red The midnight cowboys came but quickly fled And the whole thing was bringing her down Lady Anne, we danced the fandango on your bed Anne, the Gypsy Woman once said: Let an Easy Rider share your bed But you chose a drunken gigolo instead How were you to know he was ill-bred? Then you sat and cried and hung your head and said That the whole thing was bringing you down April Anne with the red bandanna round her head Pretty Anne with the peaco*k feathered fan said That the sash around her waist turned to lead And her jingle-jangled f*ggot friend was dead The midnight cowboys came but quickly fled And the wine he spilled stained her pillow red Oh she let an Easy Rider share her bed But she chose a drunken gigolo instead We danced the fandango around her bed