Quit It

Quit it give it up, ring that bell

You climb the walls, might as well

Like golden roses fallin' down

Ringing out all over town

Somewhere in the ballroom

Rain begins to fall

The dancers twisted on

Through the thunder and the walls

There is a haze out on the field

There is a fender over the wheel

A string of crows flyin' out the haze

Settles on the fender will not go away

Backwards to the sunset

On a horse without a brain

Met the moon one evening

As I stood out in the rain

Quit it give it up, ring that bell

Quit it give it up, might as well

Dynamite lyin' round

Blowin' up, blowin' down

Peekin' up, diving in

Rosie Ribbon howls let's do it again

Feeling too far sideways

Flashin' in the pan

Dove in through the window

Stumbled to a stand

Baby give it up, ring that bell

Quit it, give it up, might as well