Soggy Pretzels (Live At The Greek Theatre, Los Angeles/1972)

You were cryin' in your pretzels when I met you

You were washing

All the salt away from the dough

You were cryin' in your pretzels

And I'll never forget you

But, baby, just why, I'll ever know

Cryin' in your pretzels

Cryin' in your beer

Cryin' on the table

That's where I found you dear

Yes, my sweet I came into that bar

It was in Mississippi

There you were, sitting in the corner

Crying in your pretzels

You'd already sogged up

A whole plate of potato chips

But the management didn't mind

Because you were a regular customer

And I saw you sittin' there and I said

"That person needs a friend,

And I'm gonna be a friend

Ain't nobody deserves to cry in his pretzels

All night and wash away the salt."

So I kinda sided up to you and I said,

"What can I do for you? How can I help you?

What can I do to ease the pain?"

Well, you were cryin' in your pretzels

Oh, you were cryin' in your beer

Yes, that was the night I meet you

And I'll always hold you near