Song lyrics Out On The Weekend by Neil Young

I think I'll pack it in and buy a pick-up
Take it down to L.A.
Find a place to call my own and try to fix up.
Start a brand new day.

The woman I'm thinking of, she loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine, she's in my mind. I hear her callin'.

See the lonely boy, out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy
He tries to speak and can't begin to say.

Instrumental

She got pictures on the wall, they make me look up
From her big brass bed.
Now I'm running down the road trying to stay up
Somewhere in her head.

The woman I'm thinking of, she loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine, she's in my mind. I hear her callin'.
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See the lonely boy, out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy
He tries to speak and can't begin to say.