I've lived with the decent folks in the hills of old Vermont Where what you do all day depends on what you want And I took up with a full grown man though I was still a kid And I smile like the sun to think of the loving that we did He rose each morning and went to work and he kept me with his pay Well I was making love all night and playing guitar all day And I made apple cider and home-made bread to make the man say grace In a house that he built by hand With a warm feet fireplace Yankee man so good to me Yankee man just a memory Yankee man so good to me The memory is enough for me An Autumn walk on a country road with a million flaming trees Well I was feeling uneasy, there was winter in the breeze And he said: "Oh baby look over there the birds are southward bound Oh baby I am so afraid to lose the love we found" Yankee man so good to me Yankee man just a memory Yankee man so good to me The memory is enough for me I've lived with the decent folk in the hills of old Vermont Where what you do all day depends on what you want And I took up with a full grown man though I was still a kid And I smile like the sun to think of the loving that we did And I smile like the sun to think of the loving that we did And I smile like the sun to think of the loving that we did