Man In The Fog - The Flying Burrito Brothers

She calls me the man in the fog

Take me she says just one time

Our seats our so close in the dark and this feeling’s not mine

I can’t stop this feeling’s not mine

I came by her place once before

Thought I would go for a ride

I saw through the screen on the door how her old mama cried

She wouldn’t let me inside

My daughter is in such a fog

She seems to be under a spell

It’s all I can do just to keep you away if I can

Soon as you’re gone she’ll be well

A note came along in the mail

Be under my window at nine

I got up the money for bail, baby everything’s fine

We’re gonna make it this time

We can get lost in the crowd

Places we already know

Like all the parks and the taverns where old people go

Waiting for winter’s white snow