Delta Lady (Live At The Fillmore East / 1970)

Woman of the country now I've found you Longing in your soft and fertile delta And I whisper sighs to satisfy your longing for the warmth and tender shelter of my body Oh you're my, yes you're my Delta Lady Yes, you're my, me oh my, Delta Lady Please don't ask how many times I found you Standing wet and naked in the garden And I think of days and diff'rent ways I held you Held you closely to me, yes our heart was beating Oh you're my Oh, and I'm over here in England But I think of you, think about you Because I love you There are concrete mountains in the city And pretty city women live inside them And yet it seems the city scene is lacking I'm so glad you're waiting for me in the country Oh you're my