1.EWatson
The year old painted 'pallid' grey, the storm was coming in.
Folks were
Lining out in all directions. Me and 'Hord' and Henry Short were
pitching
On the skiff, trying to make it home before the night. And the
grey waves
Were rolling. Bold the brave, brave ocean and roll the suckers
in. Well I
Don't keep to goings on, I tend to stick with kin, but Watson
had it in
From the beginning. Built that house on 'Chatum' bed, wine wash
knotted
Pine. 90 acres 'burrowed' for 'decaying.' He drove it down from
Georgia,
His dad a martyred soldier in the war between the states.
Lord, bring down the flood. Wash away the blood. Drown these
everglades,
Put us in our place. We laid Edgar Watson in his grave. We laid
him in his
Grave.
'Till I'm dust I'll never know why he came to shore, with all
those killers
Gathered on the shoreline. Kicking holes in ugly mud, trigger
fingers
Pinched, brace your rifles, bristled in the wind. And we towed
his body
North bound, buried him all face down to 'get' you into Hell.
Lord, bring down down the flood. Wash away the blood. Drown
these
Everglades, put us in our place. We laid Edgar Watson in his
grave. We laid
Him in his grave. We laid him in his grave. We laid him in his
grave.
2.Foregone
Dear, arise and say it's a honey
All this light that daybreak brings
And the ancient bands that brung me
To the bed where you're sleeping safe
And we had agreed on Henry
Long before a flutter felt
And so it will be till memory
Makes a shadow of ourselves
And the reach and the wrecks and the wrong
All would lead to believe that it's not
But it's foregone, it's foregone
Can it be that this is given？
This awaking from a long dark night
Of a soul so on and wizened
Sleep away to set to rights
And the reach and the wrecks and the wrong
All would lead to believe that it's not
But it's foregone, it's foregone
It's foregone, it's foregone
And the reach and the wrecks and the wrong
All would lead to believe that it's not
And the reach and the wrecks and the wrong
It's foregone, it's foregone
It's foregone, it's foregone
Carry on
Oh, carry on
3.Burying Davy
Bring out your weeping weeds
Put on your ten-pint bowlers
Bring out your weeping weeds
We're burying Davy, we're burying Davy
Gather the screws and spades
Oil up your mud-brown slicker
Gather the screws and spades
We're burying Davy, we're burying Davy
Who'll plane the old pine boughs？
Who'll set his legs uncrooked？
Who'll plane the old pine boughs？
For burying Davy, for burying Davy
Mother wept no tears
His brother grew unruly
Mother wept no tears
At burying Davy, at burying Davy
Bring out your weeping weeds
Put on your ten-pint bowlers
Bring out your weeping weeds
We're burying Davy, we're burying Davy
4.I 4 U ＆ U 4 Me
One, two
One, two, three, four
You're all made a tattered heel
And you're the only constant all my life
We could go together some
And we could get each other through the night
We are one and we are two
And we are simply wicked to a T
Never a better thing were said
Than I 4 u and you were made for me
Well, I heard that your plans were all fouled up
And I heard that you hit the wall
Hit your smarting arms and skinned your knee
Will you drop your sling and stones？
You can't make it on your own, you see
It's I 4 u and you were made for me
You were young your parents said
You act like that, you do it on your own time
You grew up all crooked, bent
So barely there you couldn't walk a straight line
Well, here we are right where we came
And it's a pretty sticky wicket isn't it, dear？
A few missed steps along the way
But I'm really pretty happy to be here
So this is a toast to the old town drunk
To the bums on the Broadway Bridge
Raise a glass to the bones of the Circle K
Will you drop your sling and stones？
You can't make it on your own, you see
It's I 4 u and you were made for me, you see
It's I 4 u and you were made for me
Well, I heard that your plans were all fouled up
And I heard that you hit the wall
Hit your smarting arms and skinned your knee
Will you drop your sling and stones？
You can't make it on your own, you see
It's I 4 u and you were made for me, you see
It's I 4 u and you were made for me
And you were made for me
It's I 4 u and you were made, made for me
5.Row Jimmy
Woo
Julie catch a rabbit by his tail
Come back stepping like to walk on air
Get back home where you belong
And don't you run off no more
Don't hang your head, let the two time roll
Grass shack nailed to a pine wood floor
Ask the time, baby, I don't know
Come back later, going to let it show
I say, 'Row, Jimmy, row'
Going to get there, I don't know
Seems a common way to go
Get down and row, row, row, row, row
Here's a half a dollar if you dare
Double twist when you land on it
Look at Julie down below
The levee doing the do pas o
I say, 'Row, Jimmy, row'
Going to get there, I don't know
Seems a common way to go
Get down and row, row, row, row, row
Broken heart don't feel so bad
You ain't got much of what you thought you had
Rock you, baby, to and fro
Not too fast and not too slow
And I say, 'Row, Jimmy, row'
Going to get there, I don't know
Seems a common way to go
To get down and row, row, row, row, row
That's the way it's been in town
Ever since they brought the jukebox down
Broken hearts don't buy no more
Not the way that it's done before
I say, 'Row, Jimmy, row
Going to get there, I don't know
Seems a common way to go
To get down and row, row, row, row, row'
And I say, 'Row, Jimmy, row'
Going to get there, I don't know
Seems a common way to go
Get down and row, row, row, row, row
To get down and row, row, row, row, row
6.Sonnet
Guido, I wish that you and Lapo and I
Could be taken by magic and placed in a boat
Where every rising swell
Would sweep us at our will across the sky
Then tempest never, or weather dire
Could ever make our blissful living cease
No, but abiding in a steady, blessed peace
Together in harmony
And Lady Vanna and Lagia then
She who looms the thirty best
Would join us at the enchanter's behest
And there we'd talk of love without an end
To make those ladies happy in the sky
With Lapo enchanted too and you and I
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