Berkeley Woman Lyrics - John Denver

I saw a Berkley woman 

Sittin' in her rockin' chair 

A dulcimer in her lap 

A feather in her hair 

Her breasts swayed freely 

With the rhythm of the rockin' chair 

She was a-sittin' and a-singin' and a-swayin' 

Her cheeks were red I declare 

Twas hard to believe 

What my eyes showed me then 

The color in her cheeks 

Was just her natural skin 

She wore no makeup 

To make her look that way 

She was a natural mama with the red cheeks 

What more can I say 

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Well I finally realized 

There was hunger in my stare 

In my mind I was swayin' 

With the woman in the rockin' chair 

But the lady I was livin' with 

Was standin' right by my side 

She saw my stare and she saw my hunger 

And lord it made her cry 

So with anger on her face 

Yes and the hurt in her eyes 

She scratched me and she clawed me 

She screamed and she cried 

Oh you don't give me near 

All the lovin' that you should 

Yet you're ready to go and lay with her 

You're just no damn good 

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Well I guess she's probably right 

Oh I guess I'm probably wrong 

I guess she's not too far away 

She hasn't been gone very long 

And I guess we could get together 

And try it one more time 

But I know that wanderlust would come again 

She'd only wind up a-cryin' 

Well now you've heard my story 

Plain as the light of day 

It's hard to feel guilty for lovin' the ladies 

That's all I gotta say 

'Cept a woman is the sweetest fruit 

That God ever put on the vine 

I'd no more love just one kinda woman 

Than drink only one kinda wine