I've lived with the decent folks
in the hills of old Vermont
Where what you do all day
depends on what you want
And I took up with a full grown man
though I was still a kid
And I smile like the sun
to think of the loving that we did
He rose each morning and went to work
and he kept me with his pay
Well I was making love all night
and playing guitar all day
And I made apple cider and home-made bread
to make the man say grace
In a house that he built by hand
With a warm feet fireplace
Yankee man so good to me
Yankee man just a memory
Yankee man so good to me
The memory is enough for me
An Autumn walk on a country road
with a million flaming trees
Well I was feeling uneasy,
there was winter in the breeze
And he said: "Oh baby look over there
the birds are southward bound
Oh baby I am so afraid
to lose the love we found"
Yankee man so good to me
Yankee man just a memory
Yankee man so good to me
The memory is enough for me
I've lived with the decent folk
in the hills of old Vermont
Where what you do all day
depends on what you want
And I took up with a full grown man
though I was still a kid
And I smile like the sun
to think of the loving that we did
And I smile like the sun
to think of the loving that we did
And I smile like the sun
to think of the loving that we did
