LAZY SUSAN
Laura Nyro


Lazy flower, my, you've grown so tall. I
have lost and loved him, you have seen it all.

Lazy Susan, lazy through,
hasn't got a think to do.
Oh, but to sit there and light up the
hillside, sun-fried, black-eyed Sue.

Lazy Susan, lazy through, all
the hills in love with you,
Courted and cradled by Heaven and
hillside, sun-fried,
black-eyed Sue, black-eyed
Sue, black-eyed.

Black-eyed Sue, how happy you must be.
Once, I too had someone loving me.

Johnny, Johnny, warm and true,
that's how I remember you,
this morning, just as I found
you: up there on the hillside
with sun-fried, black-eyed
lazy Susan, Susan.