Traitor
Concentratin' on truckin' right
I heard a dark voice beside of me
And I looked round in a state of fright
I saw four faces one mad
A brother from the gutter
They looked me up and down a bit
And turned to each other
I say
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
Don't you walk thru my words
You got to show some respect
Don't you walk thru my words
'Cause you ain't heard me out yet
Well he looked down at my silver chain
He said I'll give you one dollar
I said you've g
I GUESS YOU MADE IT
(R. Furay)
There you was a-standin' with your feelings hurt
Who was to blame? Oh no, it can't be you,
You're much too cool to scar your name.
Ah, what you did to me when I needed you,
A trick, then a smile; you hurt me;
When will you be through
You're just thinking of you
Who's your next fool?
Don't look now but turn around
And ask the mirror on the wall,
Why is it that I made it here;
You know I can't recall.
Don't be surprised if it just laughs back at you
For who could you kid when you know
You went to a rare school,
You made up your own rules
You're the next fool
There you was a-standin' with your feelings hurt
Who was to blame? Oh no, it can't be you,
You're much too cool to scar your name.
Ah, what you did to me when I needed you,
A trick, then a smile; you hurt me;
When will you be through
You're just thinking of you
Who's your next fool?