I lived with the decent folks In the hills of old Vermont Where what you do all day Depends on what you want And I, I took up with a woman there Though I was still a kid And I smile like the sun to think Of the lovin'-lovin' that we did She rose each morning and went to work She kept me with her pay I was making love all night And playing guitar all day Got me apple cider and homemade bread To make a man say grace And clean linens on my bed And a warm feet fireplace Yankee Lady, so good to me Yankee Lady, just a memory Yankee Lady so good to me A memory is enough for me An autumn walk on a country road And a million flamin' trees I was feelin' uneasy 'Cause there was winter in the breeze And she said "Oh, Timmy, look over there The birds are southward bound" And oh, Jesus, I'm so afraid To lose the love we found Yankee Lady, so good to me Yankee Lady, just a memory Yankee Lady, so good to me, me Your memory is enough for me I don't know what called to me But I know that I had to go And I left that Vermont town Then went to Mexico And now, and now when I see myself As a stranger by my birth The Yankee Lady's memory Reminds me of my worth Yankee Lady, so good to me Yankee Lady, just a memory Yankee Lady, so good to me, me Your memory is enough for me