Here’s another love song. John Prine, Iris Dement: John: She don’t like her eggs all runny She thinks crossin’ her legs is funny She looks down her nose at money She gets it on like the Easter Bunny She’s my baby, I’m her honey I’m never gonna let her go Iris: He ain’t got laid […]
I’m holding the baby, and we’re standing near the refrigerator. She is entranced by the variety of magnets we have. She’s pointing: “Shamu?” “No, honey, that’s a dolphin. From Sea World.” “Shamu?” “No, another dolphin.” (the name had rubbed off, I think an aquarium) “Shamu!” This time she pointed to a picture. Of me.
Well I ran again this morning, and no Carpenters! Yay! I’m thinking it’s because it wasn’t a rainy day, or a Monday. no baby, baby Feels like maybe things will be all right Baby, baby Your loves made me Free as a song singin forever only yesterday when I was sad And I was lonely […]