And Loving You

And Loving You
by Bob Gibson & Tom Paxton
© 1984 Robert Josiah Music (BMI) & Pax Music (Cherry Lane)

That cold Chicago wind
Came howling down the street,
The rain has turned to sleet.
If I decide to go it will commence to snow,
It’s overdue.
’Twas on a night like this
You blew in through my door.
I asked for kindness
And you gave me that and more.
You taught me how to do
The things that lovers do,
Like coming through, and loving you.

I got my banjo tuned, but now I lost the band,
I must have missed a turn.
I’ll never learn, it seems.
My music is my dreams, it’s what I do.
They closed the hall
And put away the microphones.
I sit alone and idly scratch along the strings.
Then my banjo sings,
As banjos often do,
Of coming through, and loving you.

We heard John Lennon play,
He sang “Norwegian Wood,”
We thought he’d hung the moon.
We slept on your floor.
You didn’t work ’til four that afternoon.
You took a stranger to a far and distant shore.
He asked for kindness
And you gave him that and more.
You taught him how to do
The things that lovers do,
Like coming through, and loving you.

’Twas on a night like this
You blew in through my door.
I asked for kindness
And you gave me that and more.
You taught me how to do
The things that lovers do,
Like coming through, and loving you.
Like coming through, and loving you.
Like coming through, and loving you.

This song appears on Tom Chapin's The Turning Of The Tide CD.

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