Little Wing (Olympic Studios, London, UK, October 25, 1967)

Well, she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind that's running wild Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams And fairytales That's all she ever thinks about Riding with the wind Lord, when I'm sad When I'm sad she comes to me With a thousand smiles She gives to me free It's alright, it's alright, she says it's alright Take anything you want from me Anything, anything