morning the sun was shining,
Wondering if she'd changed at all,
if her hair was still red
Her folks, said our lives together,
They never did like mama's
papa's bank wasn't big enough
Heading out for the east coast,
lord knows I paid some dues
She was married when we first met
I helped her out of a jam, I guess
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
Split up on a dark, night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me,
I heard her say over my shoulder,
I had a job in the great north woods,
working as a cook for a spell.
But I never did like it all that much,
and one day the axe just fell.
So I drifted down to New Orleans,
where I was lucky to be employed.
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
But she never escaped my mind
And I just grew tangled up in
She was working in a topless place
when I dropped in for beer
I just kept looking at the side of her face
in the spotlight so clear
And later on, when the crowd thinned out,
I was just about to do the same
Well, I muttered something
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit, I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie up
She lit a burner on the stove
I thought you'd never say hello,
You look like the silent type
Then she opened up a book of poems,
Written by some Italian poet
And every one of them words rang true
and glowed like burning coal
Pouring off of every page,
like they were written in my soul
I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafes
At night and revolution in the air
Till he started into dealing in slaves
and something inside of him died
She had to sell all her things she owned
And when it all came crashing down
The only thing I knew how to do
was just keep on keeping on
So now I'm going back again
I've got to get to her somehow
They're in a luge I'm turnin' now
Some are carpenter's wives
I don't know how they all got started
I don't know what they're doing
But me here, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
Where we always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different
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