ORANGE COUNTY SUITE
(POEMA DEDICADO A PAMELA CURSON)
I
Well I used to know someone fair
She had orange ribbons in the hair
she was such a trip
she was hardly there
But I love her
Just the same
II
There was rain in our window,
The FM set was ragged
But she could talk, yeah,
We learn to speak
And one year
Has gone by
III
Such a long long road to seek it
All we did was break and freak it
We had all
That lovers ever had
We just blew it
And I'm not sad
Well I'm mad
And I'm bad
And two years
Have gone by
IV
Now her world was bright orange
And the fire glowed
And her friend had a baby
And she lived whit us
Yeah, we broke through the window
Yeah, we knocked on the door
Her phone would not answer
Yeah, but she's still home
V
Now her father has passed over
& her sister is a star
& her motheer smokes dimonds
& she sleeps out in the car
VI
Yeah, but she remenbers Chicago
The musicians & guitars
& grass by the lake
& people who laugh'd
& made her poor heart ache
VII
Now we lived down in the valley
We work out on the farm
We climb up to the mountains
& everything's fine
VIII
& I'm still here
& you're still here
& we're still around