The Old Laughing Lady (Live - Canterbury House 1968) - Neil Young

Don't call pretty Peggy she can't hear you no more

Don't leave no message 'round her back door

They say the old laughing lady been here before

She don't keep time she don't count score

You can't have a cupboard if there ain't no wall

You got to move there's no time left to stall

They say the old laughing lady dropped by to call

And when she leaves she leaves nothing at all

See the drunkard of the village falling on the street

Can't tell his ankles from the rest of his feet

He loves his old laughing lady 'cause her taste is so sweet

But his laughing lady's loving ain't the kind he can keep

There's a fever on the freeway blacks out the night

There's a slipping on the stairway just don't feel right

And there's a rumbling in the bedroom and a flashing of light

There's the old laughing lady everything is all right