Diamonds and Rust Judy Collins (Ft. Joan Baez)

Well I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
Now that the moon is full

And you called on the phone
And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known

A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall
I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs

My poetry was lousy, you said
Where are you calling from?
A booth in the northwest
Ten years ago

I gave you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memory can bring
It brings diamonds and rust

You burst on the scene
Already a legend
The original phenomenon
The unwashed phenomenon