Cody, Cody
CHRISTOPHER HILLMAN, GRAM PARSONS
Cody, Cody I hear you say
I hear your voice calling me away
I'm not afraid to think of what I might find
I will be yours, will you be mine
We've all been young, we've all been old
We've all been sheltered from the cold
Come to my side and say what I think
I already know
I'm going away don't you want to go
I remember the face that Harvey drew
It was of a man
That my eyes saw through
Come by my side before the evening is gone
And see where else this body's flown