מילים לשיר Blonde In The Bleachers – Joni Mitchell

The blonde in the bleachers
Above the loudspeakers
You start to fall
She follows you home
She flips her hair for you
But you miss living alone
You can still hear sweet mysteries
Calling you
The bands and the roadies
Lovin' 'em and leavin' 'em
It's pleasure to try 'em
It's trouble to keep 'em
Such a piece of your soul
'Cause it seems like you've gotta give up
Feeling it hot and cold
You're in Rock'n'Roll
It's the nature of the race
It's the unknown child
When you give up the chase
It's youth
So sweet and wild
It's too good to waste She tapes her regrets
To the microphone stand
She says "You can't hold the hand
Of a Rock'n'Roll man
Or count on your plans
With a Rock'n'Roll man
Very long
Compete with the fans
Very long
The girls and the bands
For your Rock'n'Roll man
For very long
And the Rock'n'Roll man.