"Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
And I'm back in the rain,
And you are on dry land.
You made it there somehow
You're a big girl now.
Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fence,
He's singin' his song for me at his own expense.
And I'm just like that bird,
Singin' just for you.
I hope that you can hear,
Hear me singin' through these tears.
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
I can change, I swear,
See what you can do.
I can make it through,
You can make it too.
Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,
You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days.
Oh, I know where I can find you,
In somebody's room.
It's a price I have to pay
You're a big girl all the way.
A change in the weather is known to be extreme
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream?
I'm going out of my mind,
With a pain that stops and starts
Like a corkscrew to my heart
Ever since we've been apart."
"You're a Big Girl Now," a song that needs little introduction, from none other than Blood On The Tracks. A performance from April 1997 is below, from a show just three days before the one The Dylanologist, tender of years, witnessed in Wayne, NJ along with Bird Dog.