Mr. Soul
Composer(s): Neil Young
Originally performed by: Buffalo Springfield 
Covered by various other artists



Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason 
For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season 
Why in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasin' 
I'll cop out to the change, but a stranger is putting the tease on

I was down on a frown when the messenger brought me a letter 
I was raised by the praise of a fan who said I upset her 
Any girl in the world could have easily known me better 
She said, You're strange, but don't change, and I let her 

In a while will the smile on my face turn to plaster? 
Stick around while the clown who is sick does the trick of disaster 
For the race of my head and my face is moving much faster 
Is it strange I should change? 
I don't know, why don't you ask her?