She’s Far Away Tom Paxton

She's far away - she will stay
Through the darkest seasons
Feeling lost, feeling frost
Leafing through her reasons
She will go to Woodstock
She will hitch a ride
Army surplus knapsack
With some paperbacks inside

But 'til then she's far away
She's at her granny's house in Kansas
Watching for tornados in the sky

She's far away - she will play
On her cousin's cello
She'll escape, she will scrape
Parts of Mellow Yellow
She will find the music
Deep inside the wood
Lying down beside it
And devouring it for food

But 'til then she's far away
She's at her granny's house in Kansas
Watching for tornados in the sky