I'm lookin' across a frozen landscape
I'm lookin' out on an empty port
I can't believe what happened here
Look what she did to my mind...
She was young & pretty
I was old & wise
Thirty seven years kept our love apart
Look what she did to my mind

What she did to my mind

Her little face was a picture
She brushed her hair by the fire
She played guitar, she drove my car
Look what she did to my mind...

What she did to my mind

The days were long
The nights were peaceful
N' sometimes music filled the air
The 'Rites of Spring', The Byrds, The King
Look what she did to my mind

What she did to my mind
She took work, I couldn't
I read alone all afternoon
I'd fix her food, create a mood
Look what she did to my mind
I could tell she was restless
Sometimes she stayed out all night
I'd get uptight, and then we'd fight
Look what she did to my mind...

What she did to my mind

One night I found a bottle
I put the lip to my own
'Bout 7:30 I felt drunk n' dirty
Look what she did to my mind
She'd been with a young man
I heard her footsteps in the hall
I put my pistol up to her ear
'N put her brains against the wall

What she did to my mind