I met you in a dark crowd, drinking and laughing.   You said you was into needling,   I said, "I'm into haystacking."   Fine by me; fine by you.   Love you; love you, too.      Honey, let me walk around on your plantation.   I'll let you roll me over like a train station --   How do you do? Fine? Good. Then pass on through.   Gonna pick each other four flowers;   Your know we're only gonna give away two.      I must be long gone again.   Came home last night, couldn't bring myself to go in.   Long gone again.   Back toward your house, speeding.      I got this cowboy dream, and you gallop on in it.   Tell me where you want to be, give me five or ten minutes.   Funny people, you and me both:   Pressing up our mouths   And our foreign coasts to coast.      Drive you, little honey, with the windows open.   Grab the Hank Williams; I'll grab Chopin,   Little Jack Daniels and Concha Y Toro.   Spot me tonight,   You know I'm good to get you back tomorrow.