Honey, the way you play guitar makes me feel so   Makes me feel so masochistic   The way you go down low deep into the neck   And I would do anything, and I would do anything and Patty Hearst      You're standing there in front of the Symbionese   Liberation army flag with your legs spread   I was wondering will you get it every night   From a black revolutionary man and his women or whether you really did      And now that you're on the run what goes on in your mind   Your sisters they sit by the window   You know your mama doesn't sit and cry and your daddy   Well you know what your daddy said      Patty, you know what your daddy said   Patty, he said, he said, he said   Well, sixty days ago she was such a lovely child   Now here she is with a gun in her hand      Hey Joe, hey Joe, where're you going with that gun in your hand?   Hey Joe, I said where're you goin' with that gun in your hand?   I'm gonna go shoot my ol' lady   You know I found her messin' around town with another man   And you know that ain't cool, watch me      Hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down   You shot her down to the ground, you shot her   Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did, I shot her, I shot her   I caught her messin' round with some other man   So I got on my truck, I gave her the gun and I shot her   I shot her, shoot her one more time for me      Hey Joe, where you gonna, where you gonna run to?   Where you gonna run to, Joe, where you gonna run to ?   Go get a cover, I'm gonna go down south   I'm gonna go down south to Mexico      I'm going down, down, down to Mexico where a man can be free   No one's gonna put a noose around my neck   No one is gonna give me life, no   I'm goin' down to Mexico, I'm going down      You're not going to hear 'em stand there   And look at the stars as big as holes in the arms   And the stars like a back truck electric flag   And I'm standing there under that flag with your carbine      Between my legs, you know, I felt so free of death beyond me   I felt so free, the F.B.I. is looking for me baby   But they'll never find me, no, they can hold me down like a   And I'm still on the run and they can speculate what I'm free      But daddy, daddy, you'll never know just what I was feelin'   But I'm sorry, I am no little pretty little rich girl   I am nobody's million dollar baby, I am nobody's patsy anymore   I'm nobody's million dollar baby, I'm nobody's patsy anymore   And I feel so free