There's a woman that you ought to know
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And she's coming, singing soft and low
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Singing rock and roll, she's a joy to know
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'Neath the shadow of a soothing hand
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I am free there, just to make my plans
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Dream of faraway lands, and I think, close at hand
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And she will follow me wide, do you know
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Familiar places she's been by, that I know
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Could it be, she don't have to try
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And tomorrow, she's a friend of mine
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And the sorrow, I see her face is lined
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She's no longer blind, she's just hard to find
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Rock & Roll Woman
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| Stephen Stills |
