BUFFALO GIRL WON’T YOU COME OUT TONIGHT
Looks like she lives in her cab
Grown mean ’cause her dream
has turned Southern Gothic
She is grimy and talkative and lonely
Enchanted by the idea of New Orleans
at 16 Came down after high school
her cab now a shrine where the smell
of shrimp wafts up off of blue vinyl
- Buffalo gals, won’t you come out tonight?
- Come out tonight, Come out tonight?
- Buffalo gals, won’t you come out tonight,
- And dance by the light of the moon.
- (1844 John Hodges)
Winter 2013 For Illinois Atkins & the City that care forgot