“Miss O’Dell”
Who’s got nothing to say
About the war
Or the rice
That keeps going astray on its way to Bombay.
That smog that keeps polluting up our shores
Is boring me to tears.
Why don’t you call me, Miss O’Dell?
I’m the only one down here
Who’s got nothing to fear
From the waves
Or the rice
That keeps rolling on right up to my front porch.
The record player’s broken on the floor,
And Ben, he can’t restore it.
Miss O’Dell.
I can tell you
Nothing new
Has happened since I last saw you.
I’m the only one down here
Who’s got nothing to say
About the hip
Or the dope
Or the cat with most hope to fill the Fillmore.
That pushing, shoving, ringing on my bell
Is not for me tonight.
Why don’t you call me, Miss O’Dell?
Why don’t you call me, Miss O’Dell?
About George Harrison Lyrics
Artist: George Harrison
Related songs: Deep Blue Lyrics
Album: Living in the Material World
Release date: May 30, 1973
Label: Apple Records
Length: 43:55
Studio: Apple, London; FPSHOT, Oxfordshire; EMI, London
Born: February 25, 1943, 12 Arnold Grove
Died: November 29, 2001, Los Angeles, California, United States
Hall of fame induction: 2004
Organizations founded: Traveling Wilburys, Apple Records, MORE
Production companies: Apple Corps, Handmade Films
Grandparents: Henry Harrison, Jane Harrison