Lyrics:

(Neil Young)

He's a perfect stranger, like a cross of himself with a fox
He's a feeling arranger, and a changer of the ways he talks
He's the unforseen danger, the keeper of the key to the lock
Know when you see him, nothing can free him
Step aside, open wide, it's the loner

If you see him in the subway, he'll be down at the end of the car
Watching you move until he knows, he knows who you are
When you get off at your station alone, he'll know that you are
Know when you see him, nothing can free him
Step aside, open wide

I want to live with a cinnamon girl
I could be happy the rest of my life
With a cinnamon girl.

A dreamer of pictures, I run in the night
You see us together, chasing the moonlight
My cinnamon girl

Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes and waits between shows
For his cinnamon girl

A dreamer of pictures, I run in the night
You see us together, chasing the moonlight
My cinnamon girl

Be on my side, I'll be on your side
There is no reason for you to hide
It's so hard for me staying here all alone
When you could be taking me for a ride

She could drag me over the rainbow,
And send me away.
Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river
Dead.

You take my hand, I'll take your hand
Together we may get away
This much madness is too much sorrow
It's impossible to make it today

She could drag me over the rainbow,
And send me away.
Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river
Dead.

Be on my side, I'll be on your side
There is no reason for you to hide
It's so hard for me staying here all alone
When you could be taking me for a ride