This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Farewell Andromeda album, and has also been released on the John Denver album.
I saw a Berkley woman
Sittinâ in her rockinâ chair
A dulcimer in her lap
A feather in her hair
Her breasts swayed freely
With the rhythm of the rockinâ chair
She was a-sittinâ and a-singinâ and a-swayinâ
Her cheeks were red I declare
Twas hard to believe
What my eyes showed me then
The colour in her cheeks
Was just her natural skin
She wore no makeup
To make her look that way
She was a natural mama with the red cheeks
What more can I say
Well I finally realised
There was hunger in my stare
In my mind I was swayinâ
With the woman in the rockinâ chair
But the lady I was livinâ with
Was standinâ right by my side
She saw my stare and she saw my hunger
And Lord it made her cry
So with anger on her face
Yes and the hurt in her eyes
She scratched me and she clawed me
She screamed and she cried
âOh you donât give me near
All the lovinâ that you should
Yet youâre ready to go and lay with her
Youâre just no damn goodâ
Well I guess sheâs probably right
Oh I guess Iâm probably wrong
I guess sheâs not too far away
She hasnât been gone very long
And I guess we could get together
And try it one more time
But I know that wanderlust would come again
Sheâd only wind up a-cryinâ
Well now youâve heard my story
Plain as the light of day
Itâs hard to feel guilty for lovinâ the ladies
Thatâs all I gotta say
âCept a woman is the sweetest fruit
That God ever put on the vine
Iâd no more love just one kinda woman
Than drink only one kinda wine