Tossin' hair a-ravin'

eyes of flashin' blue

all the livin' that you're savin'

won't buy you dreams for you





Cut yourself a columbine

tear it from the stem

now breathe upon the petals fine

and throw them to the wind





Watch the petals dancin'

see them twirl and sing

all your pride and prancin'

how much does it mean?





Watch the petals start to fly

and then come falling down

hear the wind begin to cry

as she sees some touch the ground





Ah, lady, like the flower fair

some day you'll have to fall

and you can find me standin' there

to catch you if you crawl





Tossin' hair a-ravin'

eyes of flashin' blue

all the livin' that you're savin'

won't buy you dreams for you