1. Tammy

VERSE 1: 
Tammy's running through the woods, the rain falls on her hair
She turns around, she takes a look, her eyes just seem to stare
(and) Sometimes in the heavenly night, She gazes at the pale moonlight
She stares into the emptiness, and wonders if he cares

CHORUS:
Tammy Tammy I've been looking for you
Tammy Tammy calling out your name

VERSE 2:
Tammy gets up with the dawn,
She covers her beauty with her scorn
And curses the day that she was born,
She turns her head and cries
(and) then she goes on into town, People scurrying all around
Those who pass by seem to frown, at the sadness in her eyes

DOUBLE CHORUS:
Tammy Tammy I've been looking for you
Tammy Tammy calling out your name

Tammy Tammy I've been looking for you
Tammy Tammy calling out your name

VERSE 3:
Tammy if you'd turn around, toward the shadows of the trees
You'd find somebody watching you, who has a love for thee
But Tammy keeps on running, and fades into the grass
Running towards the emptiness, that fills her whole life's past

VERSE 4:
Tammy's like a trembling bird flying through the night
High above the towering trees, her wings are full of fright
When Tammy cries she's beauty, when Tammy laughs she's joy
Tammy's but name which my tongue can not destroy

LAST CHORUS (double with tag):
Tammy Tammy I've been looking for you
Tammy Tammy calling out your name

Tammy Tammy I've been looking for you
Tammy Tammy calling out your name

Tammy Tammy
Tammy Tammy

Tammy was my first song, at least a song with lyrics, and the first song I wrote on guitar. I was sixteen, and hopelessly in love with this girl named Tammy, who seemed to live her life with tragedy just a breath away. She was going with Mick, who was my friend and adopted big brother. Mick was handsome and daring, and lived (literally) on the wrong side of the tracks

He introduced me to all the vices that this protected, suburban boy desired: Fast cars and motorcycles; smoking and drinking; the 60's drugs; and, of course, girls and sex. I would drive my father's Oldsmobile (Yes, it was my father's Oldsmobile) down the hill from the safety of Cleveland Heights, cross the railroad tracks, and indulge in the forbidden delights and Mick's house in East Cleveland. Mick and Tammy's relationship was rocky, and they would fight. One time while the three of us were in their apartment, I saw Mick push and shove her, throwing her around the room. And while Tammy clung onto Mick, I was watching and waiting, filled with desire for her. I picked up my guitar and wrote "Tammy," Putting all my thoughts and feelings into this song.