Blackbirds will sing in the same key As you play in the shoes that I bought you And sweet baby Jane don't know a thing About my songs but she knows I'm a monsoon And, baby, you All the things you do And the ways you move Send me straight to heaven And, baby, you What you never knew What I never said Is you're my living legend Hipsters will sing just like a dream In Sin-é or the back Brooklyn Bayou But you never cared about my name And, darling, I never meant to defy you But, baby, you All them things you do And those ways you moved Send me straight to heaven And, baby, you I never said to you You really are my living legend I got guns in the summertime And horses too Guns in the summertime And horses too I never meant to be bad or unwell I was just living on the edge Right between heaven and hell And I'm tired of it Ooh, all the things you do And the ways you move Send me straight to heaven And, baby, you What I never said to you Is you really are my living legend My living legend My living legend My living legend My living legend