songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

TEARS

NINETY FOUR   TEARS

1st month of Spring   Peregrine in cobalt sky

Transports you to a time when hawks fly high

above suburban yard   Dive-bombed small

brother too   Father never believed it   Grew up

on a farm +inner-city  where hawks chased Jew

boys down back alleys

 

Driving along   green Impala  menthol hanging

from Paul Newman lips   in seconds fists flying

toward mouthy-man in muscle shirt  rat-bastard

nearly killed us   Mother shrieking LEE!    While

Henry  who later took an Anglo name  sat cowardly

swatting flies  +pretending to tickle brother’s thighs

 

It was 1965   grown man could play such pranks back

then    Today carted away by Children’s Aid    Maybe he

should have been   Colourful family   horse traders  book

makers  football players  uncle drove the get-a-way car at

17  pardoned in 43    Dream a little dream

 

Backsplit house on Toronto ravine   A wild & peculiar scene

Daddy tapping foot to Bobbie Gentry  cowboy hat askew

Say sister: What were you +Billie Joe Macallister doing up

on Choctaw Ridge?   Daddy gone for 26   +now Mama doesn’t

seem to wanna do much of anything

__

 

A year has come and gone since we heard the news ’bout Billy Joe


And brother married Becky Thompson; they bought a store in Tupelo


There was a virus going ’round; papa caught it, and he died last spring


(Ode To Billie Joe   Bobbie Gentry   1967)

 

bobbie Gentry

Bobbie Gentry  Nice Jewish girl from the Delta

 

 

Spring 2015  (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bn6L9gd8ch8)

 

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