Saturday, November 18, 2006

Nina Simone holds me in her arms and sings for me...

COTTON-EYE JOE

(Traditional)

 

If it hadn't been for cotton-eye joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from. Where did you go?
Where did you come from cotton-eye joe?

(repeat)

He came to town like a midwinter storm
He rode through the fields so
Handsome and strong
His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun
But all he had come for was having some fun

(repeat intro)

He brought disaster wherever he went
The hearts of the girls was to hell broken sent
They all ran away so nobody would know
And left only men cause of cotton-eye joe

(repeat intro)

 

 

A SMALL HOPE

There is a little bit of hope for me

A small shot left at happy

There is a flicker shining in the dark

A small flame left over from the spark

There is a chance I'm willing to take

A small chance to fix my life's mistake

Can I shoulder on through the night?

Do I think happiness is worth the fight?

Or will I continue on like I have?

Surviving only to...

 

(a work in progress)

 

 

David<~~~~~~a poet, and my feet show it, they are LONGFELLOWS!

 

 

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