(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

The music stopped in my hand
my hand
my hand
Sadly smiled the band
the band
the band
Softly echoes your laughter
riddled with tears
When time is stolen it flies
it flies
it flies
Lovers leave in disguise
disguise
disguise
Weariness hangs like a curtain
heavy and old
heavy and cold.

It is said to never look back
look back
look back
To shadows you left on the track
the track
the track
Gather your roses and run
the long way around
And if time should ever b

The highest paid piece of ass.
You know it's not gonna last.
Those magazines end up in the trash., yeah

What's the big idea, none of that stuff is even real.
Wanna know how they really feel, yeah

Five thousand dollars a day,
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
Five thousand dollars a day,
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.

I came over as soon as she called.
'Cause she's a living doll.
And she's famous for nothing at all., yeah
She's living life like a dream,
With a false sense of self-esteem.
I wish she'd trade places with me,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Five thousand dollars a day,
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
Five thousand dollars a day,
Is what my baby gets paid
For being just another pretty face.

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