Suite: Judy Blue Eyes Lyrics - Singles - Stills, Nash & Young Crosby

It's getting to the point 

Where I'm no fun anymore 

I am sorry 

Sometimes it hurts so badly 

I must cry out loud 

I am lonely 

I am yours, you are mine 

You are what you are 

And you make it hard 

Remember what we've said and done and felt 

About each other 

Oh babe, have mercy 

Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now 

I am not dreaming. 

I am yours, you are mine 

You are what you are 

And you make it hard 

Tearing yourself away from me now 

You are free and I am crying 

This does not mean I don't love you 

I do, that's forever, yes and for always 

I am yours, you are mine 

You are what you are 

And you make it hard 

Something inside is telling me that 

I've got your secret. Are you still listening? 

Fear is the lock, and laughter the key to your heart 

And I love you. 

I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are 

And you make it hard, 

And you make it hard 

Friday evening, Sunday in the afternoon 

What have you got to lose? 

Tuesday mornin', please be gone I'm tired of you. 

What have you got to lose? 

Can I tell it like it is? Help me I'm sufferin' 

Listen to me baby-Help me I'm dyin' 

It's my heart that's a sufferin', it's a dyin' 

That's what I have to lose 

I've got an answer 

I'm going to fly away 

What have I got to lose? 

Will you come see me 

Thursdays and Saturdays? 

What have you got to lose? 

Chestnut brown canary 

Ruby throated sparrow 

Sing a song don't be long 

Thrill me to the marrow 

Voices of the angels ring around the moonlight 

Asking me, said she so free 

How can you catch the sparrow? 

Lacy, lilting, lady, losing love, lamenting 

Change my life, make it right 

Be my lady. 

Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo 

At the end of the Suite, Stephen Stills sings the following Spanish lines: 

Que linda me la traiga Cuba, 

La reina de la Mar Caribe. 

Cielo sol no tiene sangreahi, 

Why que triste que no puedo vaya, 

Oh va, oh va, va. 

Loosely translated that is: 

How happy it makes me to think of Cuba, 

The smiles of the Caribbean Sea, 

Sunny sky has no blood, and how sad that 

I'm not able to go 

Oh go, oh go go