| Country Debutante |
| When I was nineteen and a hick from the sticks I came to Halifax, mostly for kicks In search of a job and my life to enhance Although no one knew it , I wanted romance. This wasn't my first town, there was business college One dance, still a wallflower, part of the foliage I didn't attend one more dance that year, But settled down to my studies drear. My first six months in the city were glum A lot like the village from whence I had come One date in six months, that's surely appalling If this keeps up, a shrink I'll be calling I had a friend. Her name was Marie Who liked to dance as much as me She told me of a place on Hollis Street Where there's sailors galore I'd love to meet I denied that I'd like to , but said I would go It was wintertime--we trudged off in the snow I wondered if maybe my life wouldn't be dull When I saw the sign of the old "Sea Gull" We opened the door and went inside A blast of music--I wanted to hide! There were wall-to-wall sailors in a sea of navy blue Oh! Isn't navy blue the prettiest hue! I pretended that I wasn't impressed But I was excited, as you may have guessed To be surrounded by so many manly men I think of it and quiver, now and then. There was rock-and-roll music, all ablast It wasn't my favorite, but I thought, I'll last! I was sitting wondering what the future would be When a sailor said " Will you dance with me?" After three or four dances with different ones I realized for many moons and many suns I might be quite an average lass Laughing and sassy and full of class. That was the start of a brand new life Dancing, romance, I became a wife Blest with two children my miracle boys I never knew I could have such joys. After years of feeling different in that hateful school Walking down the hall, you felt like a fool. Where most of them practiced the Golden Rule In reverse! To them that was cool. Only someone who attended that same old rural high Can understand and wonder, with a sigh About those idiots, what made them tick? I wonder now, whose boots do they lick? Take heart, those who are unpopular in any school Your day will come when you'll be nobody's fool! Their words can hurt, like a knife through the heart It is they who are dumb, but you can be smart. There's a better life out there, beyond those walls Just don't climb them, wait until the right time falls. Get your education and let Heaven decide. When you're ready to take life's big fun ride! |
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