Juanita - Natural Child

I rode in on the wind on an eagle made of tin

About a dollar in my pocket and a couple of broken ribs

And my mind was on some shit that had sent my friends home again

When all we’d come to do was pick and grin

Juanita had a car and she liked the way I played guitar

She gave me little white pills and pushed a little too hard

Well my memory ain’t too exact but I saw some things that I can’t take back

Thirty days on the road is thirty days of livin hard

Well we done what we did acting like a couple kids

And the only time it hurt was in the end

So I’ll roll another one up take another drink from your loving cup

Honey you can go all night I can keep it up

In the end I blew my pay just getting back to the USA

That’s the only place a man like me can stay

Well I tell myself I’m free but that’s a line I just don’t believe

Juanita you’re the only home for me